I started having contractions about 3 am on Wednesday morning but they weren't too intense and the timing was very irregular, so I just tried to sleep until we could wake up at a normal time. When Zach and I got up and showered, it was about 6:30 and the contractions were a little more intense and a little closer together, but still nothing crazy. I called the OB and described what was going on and he said to come on down to the hospital, considering that this was Baby #2 and we live an hour away. Plus, I needed to take some antibiotics before delivery so they wanted to make sure I would have enough time for that. Little did we know that we would have all day long.....
I was only 2-3 cm in the morning, so I walked around for an hour in the halls, trying to get things moving, but no luck there. About 10 am, the nurse checked me again and I was still at 3 cm, so they gave me the first dose of antibiotics and sent me on my way. Zach and I didn't want to come all the way home, so we turned the day into a Date Day and went out to lunch, did a little shopping and saw a movie. I was having contractions the whole time, but they were manageable. About 4:30 pm, we decided to head back to the hospital to get checked again (plus I needed the second round of antibiotics by 6 pm).
When we got settled into Triage, the nurse checked me and was happy to see that I was between 5 and 6 cm. Progress, finally! I was admitted into Labor and Delivery and we got settled there around 5:15 pm. We requested a room with a tub because being in the water really helped me the first time around with Dan. I got in the tub about 5:45 and that's when the real fun started!
At this point, I assumed that I was still only about 6 cm so I figured that I had at least a few hours before pushing. So I couldn't quite believe it when the contractions became extremely intense with a lot of pressure right after I got into the tub. They were still about 3-4 minutes apart but I thought I was going to die during each one. No way could I keep that up for hours without any drugs! Then I felt like I had to push (isn't the human body amazing--mine knew exactly what it needed to do while my brain was still a few steps behind) so Zach and the nurse (the only two people in the room) were trying desperately to get me out of the tub and onto the bed. The hospital doesn't allow water deliveries and they didn't want me to be the first!
I fought against getting out of the tub because I really felt like the baby was going to fall out as soon as I lifted my leg over the edge. Zach managed to help me while the nurse was paging the doctor and yelling down the hall for help. As I was standing between the tub and the foot of the bed, I reached down and held the baby's head in my hand because he was already out! The doctor arrived and pushed me back onto the bed where I gave one more big push and the shoulders came out. And that was it! I kept asking, "What is it? What is it?" And all anyone would say was, "A healthy baby!" But what kind of healthy baby?!?! "It's a boy!" And that's how Ben came into our lives. Maybe this is how he's going to be his whole life--wait a while, take his time, think things over, and then take drastic action!
Ben is a little smaller than Dan at 8 pounds, 19 1/4 inches long, but otherwise they look very much alike. Round head, chubby cheeks, full lips, totally adorable! Here are pictures from his first day (tomorrow I'll do a post with mostly pictures, but for now, I'm going to bed):