Okay, so our ultrasound girl said she thought it was going to be a girl, but obviously she is a he! I kinda wonder if the ultrasound girl checked good because she was a bit mad when we asked the gender, she said, "It's so sad how all the parents want to know the sex of the baby, but don't ask if there's anything wrong with him/ her." But of course we care if there's something wrong with the baby too! We just assume the baby is healthy and that the Dr. will tell us if there's any concerns... Anyways, I wasn't allowed to look at the screen through the entire ultrasound and she told us we couldn't talk/ ask questions until she was done. After she did her thing and took some pictures, she showed me a few things and said the three bumps signified it was a girl. But to me, it totally looked like a hotdog, not a hamburger bun. I wondered throughout the pregnancy if we were having a boy because I was only sick for 14 weeks and carried a lot higher, whereas with Keani I was sick for 7 months and carried low. Also, whenever people would ask if we had a girl name picked out and I said, "Taylor", it never sounded right. I guess it's easy to say all this looking back now.
This labor/ delivery went pretty quickly. I started having semi-painful contractions at 1pm on Friday, Sept. 26 so started timing them for the next 2 hours and they were consistently 4-7 min. apart so I told Brett it was time to go to the hospital. He said, "okay, let me jump in the shower" and I was thinking out of all the times to shower you pick now??? (For those of you who know Brett, you know how much he cares about being clean :)). Anyways, the contractions were pretty painful so after B showered and got ready, we headed to the hospital and got there about 3:45pm. We checked in at the ER where we were suppossed to and they were out of wheelchairs so I told them I could walk, but they told me to wait... so then when I got to the examining room, they found out I was already dilated to like a 5 cm and now the contractions were pretty strong. I wanted an epidural, but they said they had to clean out a labor/ delivery room... so for the next few hours, I labored in the examining room -- the resident did an ultrasound, but said he was so far down that she couldn't estimate his weight... frankly I didn't really care b/c I just wanted the epidural! At about 6 ish I finally got the epidural even though I was already a 8-9 cm. I only had to push for half an hour, but he was also vacuum-assisted out b/c everytime I was pushing, his heart rate would drop. So... b/c he was vaccum assisted out, he had to be taken straight to the bassinet thingy with all the Dr.'s therefore we didn't see him... a few seconds later, one of the residents came back and said, "Did you know it was a boy?" Brett was like, "WHAT!?" and went over to look at him, I was like, "huh??? I'm glad he's out, what's going on?" The resident then went to look at the ultrasound pictures b/c she was like, "I wonder what the ultrasound girl was looking at" BUT dundundun... there was no gender picture. The resident said that was wierd that the ultrasound girl didn't take a picture of the sex, but owells --
We are happy for our little Trace William, he's a good baby!
