Max has been in the world 9 days. He is getting cuter and cuter every day!
Our birth story, in a nutshell.
Saturday morning March 31 I woke up thinking I had dreamt about having contractions. Turns out, they were 8-10 minutes apart and they had been waking me up. Saturday I rested between contractions and made lasagna. Saturday night they picked up in intensity and frequency, to about 5-8 minutes apart. I was up all night with them, and I watched Borat to distract myself. I let Ty sleep because I knew I would need him later on! Sunday they got really regular, to about 3-5 minutes for hours... I knew they wouldn't feed me in the hospital so I made a delicious smoothie around 2:30 and promptly threw it all up. Ty and I looked at each other and said, okay, time to go.
At 3 pm we got to the hospital and I was 3 cm dilated, 90% effaced (baby comes at 10 cm, 100%). We labored until 10 pm, by which point (48 hours in!) I was delirious and exhausted. Too bad I didn't ask them to check me then, I just broke down and asked for the epidural. Turns out I was in transition -- 7 cm and counting, with the bag of waters bulging so much that Ty could see it. Oh well, there's always next time for a natural delivery! :) (I'll post my anti-epidural rant later) Anyway I took a much needed nap and when I woke up I couldn't feel my legs. So I asked them to turn the epidural down. Much better! I could actually feel the contractions a little better, be more in tune with my body and the task at hand. Then it was time to push. They turned the epidural off and I could feel what I was doing. I pushed him out in 5 contractions. Ty didn't tell me until two days later that his cord was wrapped around his neck and he was blue form the neck up. They put our boy on my stomach and tried to make him breathe. Ty pronounced him Max Theodore Malloy at 4:17 am. They had to take him to the warmer for a minute to drain his lungs of fluid, but he was fine -- APGARs were 8 and 9. Then we got to hang out for the 2 postpartum hours till they took him to the nursery. Max got a clean bill of health and we got to keep him in the room with us while we were in the hospital.
