After being woken up all night long Sept 26th vomiting, my water broke around 5am in the morning Sept 27th. We called the doctor who instructed us to go immediately to the hospital and check in. This is where I labored all day. Things were going well and I even almost missed my window for the epidural when the doctor told me around 2pm that I was at 8 cm dilated w/no epidural at this point (you are 10 cm when you deliver) and that if I wanted an epi I needed to have it done NOW. I started to skip it since I had gone that far w/out however, w/the advice of almost every one I had ever met, I got the epidural. I had the doctor put it in during a contraction (which is the opposite of what I was told to do) for the hope that I would feel the contraction and not the gigantic needle going into my spine. I braced myself to not move an inch per instruction and it was a success and I never felt the needle or much else from that moment forward. However, several hours passed and still no baby. I was then told that I had a fever of 102, the baby had a fever, I was getting infected, the babies head was starting to swell. My doctor instructed that she recommends an emergency c-section to get the baby out right away. This was exactly what I did not want however, whatever was best for the baby was what I wanted and this was best.
Moments later Pete, myself and baby were prepped and taken into the operating room but not before getting some well wishes from Pete and my Mom..
Me scared....getting some comfort from Pete
me.. moments before going into surgery.. scared.. getting comfort from my Mom and one of the surgeons
At this point I was already cut open and the surgeons were working quickly to get our little guy out (we were told it took only about 10 minutes to get him out). Pete is already an excited DAD and I, although excited, you can tell by my eyes that I was very nervous!! Alas, mere minutes from this photo being taken we were introduced to our little guy. (Pete watched the entire surgery and I have more graphic surgery photos if you care to see them just let me know).
Me hearing the first cries of our little one.
Solomon Graele was born...Sept 27, 2010...7lbs 11oz...20 inches long...9:09PM
My first look at our little Solomon. I couldn't have been more happy to know he was completely healthy. Solomon, after 10 months of being pregnant had arrived!!
(Due to his finger arrangement in this photo, I do believe he was extremely comfortable in my belly and not wanting to be taken out. God definitely has a sense of humor!!)
Solomon getting his initial once over. Solomon was crying until Pete went over to him and started talking which quieted him right down. Solomon knew his Dad already.
Pete cutting the umbilical cord from Solomon.
The final clean up completed before giving him over to us. I was across the room watching every thing going on via a flat screen tv. Pete stood by his little guy.
A VERY proud and thankful Dad!!! Priceless!!
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