Joshua Marlin Lasley

Last night at 7:42 PM CST, Joshua Marlin Lasley was born. The kid was tardy. No, more than tardy - he was late. When he decided to finally come, he really didn't mess around.

Contractions started around 9am, pretty strong and about 10 minutes apart. They became less frequent as the day wore on but started again every 10 minutes when were went to church at 1pm. We came home after church and Morgan broke his fast and he and Eli ate dinner. I had a few croissants but didn't think I should eat too much since I expected to go to the hospital later in the evening.

At home contractions were 5 minutes apart and we started to think about going to the hospital but since Eli took hours to progress once we got to that point I didn't really think that we had any need to hurry. So we sort of moseyed around getting everything together, went and dropped of Eli at the Jolleys and went to the hospital.

We got in about 5:30pm and I was at 4 cm with contractions less than 5 minutes apart. The nurses tried calling my doctor to get me admitted and get him coming. They had no luck getting a hold of the doctor and eventually just took me to a room. They were still trying to get a hold of the doctors and my pain was terrible!

The doctors probably made it there around 7:15 (we had two, my OB was a resident so he was there and then his supervising MD was here also.) Even before they got here the nurse told me that the OB anesthesiologist was busy in an emergency C-section and they were going to try to get the other one to come in, but he lived in Waverly (20+ minutes away) and they would see what they could do. Anyway, the doctors were here, I was at 8-9 cm and they told me it was too late to get an epidural.

I would have to have a Natural childbirth.

Even before this I was having a difficult time. The contractions were right on top of each other, no break room in between. I'm not really a screamer, but I was definitely straining loudly. It seemed to me that the doctors were taking their sweet time washing their hands and getting the gowns, gloves and hats on. I just wanted them to come over tell me I was at 100% and let me push and get the pain over with.

Eventually everyone was ready and after only 4 or so good pushes Joshua was out. And surprisingly I felt really good afterwards. I immediately told Morgan to remind me that feeling good afterwards wasn't worth it, but as the time has worn on I am undecided as to the next child. I have decided to take a Lamaze class or something so that if I do decide to try natural again that I will be better prepared and have some good coping mechanisms. And if the labor is that quick again, I may not have a choice.