Saturday, March 3, 2012

Updated cell post...

I can appreciate that my last post was a little lame, especially with the wealth of information I have to share now, so now that I've got the full-size qwerty at my disposal, I figured it was a good opportunity for a more detailed narration of the day's events... We'll start with yesterday: We had an appointment for a no-stress test and an ultrasound since Ian apparently missed his cue last week. The no-stress test was pretty much just that... we sat in a dim room watching Looney-Tunes cartoons for 25 minutes while my wife was hooked up to some measuring devices, I assume to see if Ian prefers Bugs or Daffy. The ultrasound was equally uneventful, as it was only to check the juice Ian has been brewing in to determine if he's still got enough to bathe in or whatever. After we were declared suitable, we then sat down with our midwife to determine a course of action. Much to my wife's surprise and delight, the midwife agreed that induction wasn't such a bad idea. Since we were making an induction plan and not going into labor at the time, we decided it might be best to get started in the morning as opposed to straight away so we could go home and get our stuff together, have a good dinner, and it was my sister's birthday, too. Unfortunately, getting started in the morning turned out to be a tad literal for my taste, since it meant we had to be at the hospital at 7:30 am, a little earlier than I would've chosen, but what can you do? Anyway, so today, we made it to the hospital on time, of course, since I'm pretty much incapable of being late, and got checked into our room with no hassles. It's almost 12:30 now, so we've been here for like 5 hours and really there hasn't been much change as of yet. The wife's hooked up and getting her Pitocin drip, and having regular contractions, but no real pain or anything yet. We were well aware that it would take a while since we were trying to coax Ian out before he was so inclined to emerge on his own, but the waiting is semi-painful. I guess to conclude this update, the hospital and all the nurses are super nice, and we're ready for something to happen. Let's do this...

There's something happening here...

Ian watch... day 9... the mood is tense!  We have officially checked into the delivery room at this point and my wife is filling out like a hundred papers in anticipation of the arrival of little Ian. After our appointment yesterday, which actually was the last scheduled appointment, a plan was devised to come in this morning, at 7:30 no less, and begin an IV of pitocin.  It would seem that there will be a baby here today or perhaps tomorrow.  Sorry, planet earth, but we will be contributing to your overpopulation, but it will be worth it, so you can suck it! I am writing this from my phone, and it's kinda a pain in the ass, so I'm going to cut this one a little short. Plus I'm nervous and I have to tend to the wife, but I'll be sure to update again soon. Wish us luck!