March 26, 2009

You may have figured out that I got home from Portland on the night of the 25 around 7:00. When I was coming down the escalator, I saw my cute little family. They made me happy. When Teague saw me, he started crying and he wouldn't stop hugging me. Even though it was so nice to get away, it was even nicer to come home.

At about 4:oo a.m. the next day, Piper came into my room with my phone. She said that it rang. "I bet it was Dem." I said. I got up and went into the other room so I could listen to the voicemail, it wasn't Dem, it was Adrian. Adrian had said the Dem had called her and was on the way to the hospital, she felt like she had stayed at home as long as possible. I waited for her to call, but she didn't, I guess Dem thought that I was still out of town. So I called Adrian, and she told me to just come out to the hospital, so I did. I got there at about 5:00.

Unfortunately, when I got there, Dem was already pushing and the nurse was not happy that I was there, when a mom is pushing, there is a lot that I can do, but not when the nurse isn't happy to see you, so I helped hold legs and did cold compresses on her brow, that is what I did, but not well, because the nurse didn't want me standing where it was easiest for me, so I had to compromise. Now, normally, I would ask the nurse to freakin get out of my way, but since I hadn't been there the whole time I really had to play it safe. I ended up at the top of the bed.

But, you know, it doesn't matter where I ended up, or that I got there like ten minutes before the actual birth because, Demaree gave birth to the most beautiful little girl. I was fortunate enough to be able to help with all of the horrible stuff that happens after the actual birth, and I am so glad that I could be there for Dem for that...it wasn't easy on her. This is her fourth baby, all unmedicated.

So, thanks Dem for letting me help you, and I am sorry that I wasn't more help, but you know I would have been if I could have.