So you people have all seen the cute baby pictures of my son. Yes I know, he's adorable. But he's my kid so I kinda expected it.
Now I'm sure that you all are waiting for me to whine and complain about child birth. I'm not sure why you would expect that,
it's not like I've ever done that before.
One of the big differences between the first time and this time, is they didn't just spring it on me during a routine check up. We knew Emmett was coming. We set aside time. We were prepared, I made sure I had March Madness updates on my phone.
Another big difference is that we had a nurse the entire time. She never really left, just sat there monitoring buttons, beeps, and occasionally violating Cassie. This was pretty handy because it gave me opportunities to leave the room when "preparation" things were happening. Ultimately I spent alot of time in the cafeteria.
Everything was going pretty normal (well, normal as far as labor experiences go). We just kinda hung out. Everyone had their role they played well. The nurse took care of Cassie. Cassie communicated with the nurse and was uncomfortable. Jonny played with things in the room and ate food in the cafeteria.
Around 2:30 Cassie was complaining about the epidural not being strong enough. So they brought in an anesti-watever to come help her out. They started shoving all kinds of stuff into that IV. And it worked really well cause Cassie was flying like a kite 15 minutes later.
It was also about that time that Cassie's mom showed up to help out.
What, you seriously thought I was going to do this on my own? Sometimes...I feel like you people don't even know me...
About 3:15 we had to rouse Cassie from her drug induced hallucinations and tell her to start pushing. I assumed my position at Cassie's head, crouched and hiding so I couldn't see what was going on. The doctor assumed the position of an NFL quarter back. Cassie was a real trooper and only had to push for 11 minutes. It was all smooth and I was doing great. Until...
Emmett was born.
Now when Hailey was born, she was wisked away to be fixed up. This was not the case with the heir to my throne. When he was born, WITHOUT WARNING, the doctor just plopped him right on Cassie's stomach. Slime, cord, squid-like offspring, everything.
And cue Jonny's freak out.
I totally did not see that coming. My pale face immediately was burried into the side of Cassie's pillow. The whole labor thing had been planned, plenty of warnings about what was happening, and then the doc throws this curve ball.
Eventually things returned to normal. I'm not sure how much of it Cassie remembers. She was still pretty high. For all she knew they placed a tye-dye penguin on her lap. So there you have it. All-in-all everything went by the book. Cassie healthy, offspring healthy, 2 year old jealous, and BYU made the sweet 16.