2 Fast 2 Furious: Argyle Version

Part 2:

Okay, here we go.....

So when I last left you, I was sitting on my computer (updating my status, upgrading Spotify...no ads while in labor!) and Jor was sent to Walmart.

9:10 pm:  Donnellyn comes over, asks how I am and encourages me to get up and walk around.  I agree and let her know I will momentarily.  Rea and Nolan come over and we chat for a minute, then they run off to play.

9:17 pm:  I start walking around and can definitely FEEL contractions, but am still feeling good.  I am warm in the center, so I head outside.  Yes, I was in a short sleeve dress, and yes it was 9:15 pm in February.  I don't care.

9:20 pm:  Erica arrives!  She gives me the same look that Donnellyn gives me...the "you are surely not in labor" look.  I essentially tell her part 1, and she assumes we will be in for the long haul as well.  So she grabs her camera, has a seat off to the side, and lets me know that she will be in the background.

9:28 pm:  My phone rings, and it takes me a minute to get over to the couch.  Jor was on the phone and he starts asking me questions about what kind of snacks I think he should pick up, how many, etc.  I realize that my pain is starting to increase, and he is no where near close to being back.  As nicely as I can muster, I tell him I don't care what he gets, as long as he gets back quickly.  Jor tells me later that he hung up the phone and went straight to the check-out.  He still thought that we had some time, but knew I was serious.

9:41 pm: Jordan shows back up and sees me leaning over the kids toy chest.  He drops off the snacks in the kitchen, and I head back outside.  Realizing that because I was sweating, and it's freezing outside, being outside is a terrible idea.  I come back in and go rest my head on the countertop.  Jor comes over and starts rubbing my back.  My legs are shaking so badly that I can barely stand and am starting to regret this whole idea.  I feel stuck.  I know that it has not been long and I am afraid I am only going to be 4 cm and my entire body will shut down before I get to a 10.  I ask Jor to go talk to Donnellyn and see if we can move to the tub.  I hear her tell him that if we move to the tub too early, we will stall out labor, so I can move to the shower.  I want to cry...but agree.

9:47 pm:  We move to the bathroom where the shower is running.  I lean over the tub, and start swaying back and forth.  I hear D ask Jor to start timing me.  Jor starts and asks me to tell him when my contraction stops.  Lucky me, I have double peak contractions (one of the many things I forgot about with my labor with Reagan).  Two and a half minutes into the same contraction, I hear D turn off the shower and say, "We need to get her in the tub."  PRAISE GOD.

9:50 pm:  D wants to check my progress before we get in the tub to make sure.  I wait for a break in my contraction and lie down.  She checks me...twice.  "You are at a 7.  Get ready sweetie...you're about to have a baby."

10-11 pm:  This next hour is kind of a blur.  I know I get in the tub and place my head in my hands.  D checks baby's heart rate, and informs me that it's slow.  She asks me to move to all fours and take big deep breaths.  Baby's heart rate improves, but I get oxygen to be safe.  After a few moments, D checks baby's heart rate and it has slowed again.  She asks me to lay on my left side, which I am grateful for since my arms are beginning to give out the other way.  Baby's heart rate increases.  I still have on the oxygen, and I know my eyes have been closed since I got in the tub.  I have my head laying in Jordan's lap....and I'm scared.  I hear him begin to pray for me and the baby.  Looking back, I have no idea what he said, but I know I was at peace while he was praying.
He finishes praying and D checks the heart rate again. She takes off my mask under the premise that I will continue deep breathing. She begins praying as well.  As she finishes, I tell her that I feel like I am close to pushing...she tells me when I feel this way to go ahead.  I tell Jordan that if he was going to catch the baby, he needs to move to the other end of the tub.

11:10 (ish) pm: Two or three pushes in...nothing.  I feel like baby is not moving like I need.  I can hear Jordan encouraging me, telling me I am doing great...don't give up.  The oxygen comes back on.  Donnellyn checks baby's heart rate again.  I'm listening to the heart rate and I say, "It's slow."  I hear D whisper to someone in the room and I hear that individual leave.  Very quietly, I hear Donnellyn say, "It is slow.  It's too slow.  This next contraction, I am going to take off your mask and I need to you hold your breath and push with everything you have.  We need to get this baby out now."  I can feel myself panic as I say, "I'm worried about the baby...what happens if I can't push enough to get the baby out?"  She says, "Don't worry you will."  I feel Jordan's hand on my leg, and I hear Donnellyn begin to pray.  (Click here...part 3 is the best part!)