Now that our newest addition is nearly 3 weeks old, I guess it's time to update this thing again.
On September 9, I went in for my 39 week check-up. I was really hoping that this baby's birthday would be 9-10-11. So we do the routine, do some membrane sweepage, told I'm dilated 1 cm, get an ultrasound to make sure my boy is big enough (this happens every pregnancy. Jason and I are small people. We aren't going to have monster-sized babies!), and then we walked the mall for 5 hours hoping to get things going. Nothing.
Friday, September 16. One day passed my due date. Still pregnant. Another check-up. Do the normal routine, some more sweepage, told I'm now 3 cm. Schedule an induction for Monday morning at 5 am. Bummed it's not going to happen on the weekend, but glad the end is in sight.
Monday, September 19. Call the hospital at 3:30am, told there is no room for me and they will call me when there is. We waited until 8 am, and decided to head down there to see if it would speed up the process if we were close by (the hospital is an hour away). Our proximity did not help. We did get to spend the day with some friends, so the day was not a total waste.
Tuesday and Wednesday. Still waiting for the hospital to call. Although we still called every few hours to see what our chances were. I think the staff was pretty tired of us. Finally on Wednesday afternoon that blessed phone call arrived. "be here at 7:30". Yay! I was starting to think it was never going to happen. I'm pretty sure my body doesn't know how to go into labor on its own. Besides, I really didn't want to make that drive in full-blown labor anyway.
We get to the hospital and the nurse took us right to our room. We were all checked in and the pitocin was hooked up by 9:30. I started having some mild contractions, and so we just hung out and watched some "Restaurant Impossible" and "Property Brothers" for the next few hours. Around 2:30 am, the anesthesiologist was out of surgery, so they offered the epidural. I still wasn't in much pain, but I didn't want to be, so I gladly accepted. Everything was in and working a little after 3, and I was still dilated only 3cm, so I went to sleep. About 6:30 my nurse came in to see if I was feeling any pressure "down there" because the baby was acting like something was going on. I was, sort of, so she checked. He was right there! The doctor came in a few minutes later, got all set up, and this kid was out within 10 minutes. A vacuum was used though because his heart rate was dropping and staying low, so she had to get him out fast. His cord was wrapped super tight around his little neck, so Jason was off cord-cutting duty (much to his relief. He hasn't cut any. Too squeamish).
We just got to the hospital. This is the one and only belly shot taken this whole pregnancy. Yep. Looks ready to pop. 40 weeks, 6 days.
Here he is!
Tyson Marshall Tang
6 pounds 12 ounces
19 1/2 inches
September 22, 2011
Tyson and Daddy
Family photo. I still can't believe we have 3!
Big sister. She can't get enough!
Proud big brother.
We sure love this sweet little guy!