I digress. I woke up Tuesday, February 2nd with some nausea but went on to work. That whole day I felt like crap. Tired, sick at my stomach, and just not myself. But, who ever feels like themselves during pregnancy? I just assumed it was one of those days. After work and dinner, we put Harrison to bed around 7:00pm, sat down in our bed to watch reruns of “The Office” and BAM! – I had a cramp. I told Matt about it and said “I hope I’m not in labor because I really want to sleep”.
My body had different plans. I called the after-hours number to find out, once again, that MY doctor was not on call. I don’t know that he EVER is, actually. Anywho, Dr. Delacy gave me a call and said to come in when my contractions were 5-7 minutes apart. At that time they were getting closer together. We were around 10 minutes apart when I told Matt I needed to go to the hospital. This kid is on the way! Hey, I’ve been there before. I knew exactly what was going on from the moment I had that first contraction. Jocelyn shows up and we head to Jonesboro. It’s a darn good thing I didn’t wait any longer…
Apparently they don’t really think I’m in labor because my water hasn’t broken so they put me in the stupid observation room and say they want to watch me for an hour. The nurse checks me (worst part of labor, in my opinion) and my water bursts. But, they don’t believe me. After sitting in that stupid room for almost an hour, listening to some free-loader next to me asking for drugs and puking, having my water leak all over me, I finally made the nurse test my water with that strip thing.
What do you know?? It’s actually my water! Holy hell. I’m a freaking genius.
So off we go to an L&D room of my own. It’s at this point, I think, that Matt called the family to say it was for real. My mother was in Tunica, of course (Love you mom!), but made it in time. I was in SO much pain. The nurse checked again and I think I was at a 3. They said they would come back in an hour and it would probably be time for the epidural. GUESS WHAT – before that hour was up I was feeling the need to push. I gave Matt a panicked look, he freaked out, and I said “I need to push, get the nurse”.
Matt, the obedient husband that he is, told the staff and here they come running. Oh yeah, I never got the effing epidural!! WTH? I specifically remember asking for drugs.
I won’t give any more details after this point except that I turned into one of those women that makes crazy noises and thinks she is actually going to die. Dr. Delacy got there in time to “catch”. It hurt. Bad. But at 11:58, the “tied-for-most-beautiful-child-in-the-world” appeared and my question was answered: “Can I ever love another child as much as Harrison?” Absolutely yes.
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