Wednesday, March 21, 2007

So Here's How It Goes...










For those of you who were wondering, the story of Manoah's birth goes a little something like this. Anjuli started contractions around 6pm on Monday March 12th, they were minor, but regular. We didn't sleep much that night, and we were scheduled to be induced at 5am the following morning. The contractions continued as they had been for most of the night, and so we didn't go into the hospital until we were scheduled. Malina came with us, being or resident medical expert, we were very excited that she was able to join us. Once we got there they put Anjuli on Petosin (sp?) and here contractions began getting stronger and closer together. We waited as she effaced and dialated, and at around 10am our doctor came in and broke her bag of waters. The nurse suggested at that point that if Anjuli was going to get an epidural to do it now because it was only going to get worse, and so we gave the go ahead for the epidural... and that turned out to be a good decision, because according to Anjuli once her water broke it was, without question, the worst pain in her life. So we just waited some more. At around 2pm our nurse came in and said that every time her uterus was contracting Manoah's heart rate would go down (which meant his umbilical cord was being pinched somehow) and they were going to watch that closely. As the next hour passed his condition didn't improve so our doctor told us it would be best to do a cesarean section, we agreed and then all of the sudden things started to move really fast. The doctor and nurses wheeled Anjuli into the O.R. and I got suited up in my scrubs, and then twenty minutes later they brought me in with Anjuli all prepped. Then they went to work, and let me tell you, WOW, nothing like seeing your beloved wife fileted open on a table! Six minutes later out came little Manoah... Honestly he looked a little weird. His head was all coned, his eyes were puffy, his skin was blue, and his hands and feet looked like he had been in a spa for 9 months. He weighed 7lbs 4oz, and was 21in long. Tall and skinny, just like his dad! They started doing all these different things to him to make sure he was healthy. Then Manoah and I left to the nursery so they could run a few tests while they stitched up Anjuli. About 20 mins later they brought him in to Anjuli and he latched right on and began to eat for about an hour. Both sides of our family were there and it was so incredibly encouraging, Anjuli and I are very blessed to have the family we do. Three days later they sent us home, and get this, they don't give you a nurse to go home with you, not even an owners manual, nope they just send you right home, as if you knew what you were doing. Freak me out, geez! Anyway we've been home for about 5 days and we love our son. He is sleeping on Anjuli right now, and he is very handsome if I do say so myself. He is very strong it seems, and also quite mellow, he'll cry a little here and there but mostly he sleeps, eats, poops, pees, and every once in a while you'll get him to peek out from behind his eyelids and when he does that it is a little gift.

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