Well, it’s official, I’m a dad!
Most of you know we’ve been expecting our first child, and she came and introduced herself to us on Tuesday, December 16 at 4:31pm. As you can tell from the blog title, her name is Alyssa Faith Ledin. She was 10 days early (I’ll share that story below) and weighed in at 7lbs, 7oz and was 20 inches long. Interestingly enough my mother says I was 7lbs, 6oz and 21 inches long. LOL
I’m just going to cut and paste a part of my recap on the Lean Bodies Fitness boards here:
I’m at home now. Had to come home to get some sleep so I could put in some work time in the AM before heading back to the hospital for the day.
Still doesn’t seem real. Like at all. I think it’ll sink in when we take her home and resume our lives.
To explain the day. Only a few people know this since I didn’t post it but the baby was breech. So yesterday was a scheduled ECV appointment, which is basically an external manual turn (or rather, attempt to do so) of the baby. Figured avoiding major surgery if possible was a good idea.
We had a 9am appointment … and she was seen after 1pm. Our midwife showed up, which was great since we didn’t even tell her when our appointment was (btw, having a midwife was great).
So they had two OBs, two nurses and the midwife in the room, and I was just sitting off to the side. Doctor says, you can stand up to get closer if you want. I said, “Umm, no, I’m ok. The more of you that block my view the better.”
Anyway, they were not able to turn her. Boy it looked painful (poor Laura) as they have to use pressure to try to turn the baby. One of the problems was that her uterus kept contracting when they made any progress. They gave her some nitroglycerine to help … but it didn’t.
We later found out during delivery that it was due to the umbilical cord which was preventing the turn.
So given all the contractions, they decided to check the cervix, which she found to be 3cm dilated … and she felt the baby’s little toes on the cervix.
So, they decided that the safest thing was to do a C-section yesterday, rather than sending her home, risking her water breaking, etc., - since Alyssa was in the feet down breech position (not butt down).
So we were both like - she’s coming today?
Then start the phone calls to friends and family.
I had to boot home to get my camera … and laptop.
She went in at around 4pm and when I got back I had to don the scrubs. They put the face mask on me and I’m like, ‘I can’t breathe!’
So they come and get me and say, “don’t touch anything blue and don’t look over there. Just go to your chair by Laura’s head.”
So the docs are doing their thing and we’re just sitting there ‘chatting’, taking the random picture of her head …
Then the doctor says, “Hey Erik, come around and take a look; bring your camara. We can see her little toes.”
I was like ‘are you crazy’? But I did it anyway. Walked around and just looked right ‘there’ and nowhere else. So I see this gaping hole and there right in the center are her toes - I got a picture - it’s the coolest. Since I seemed fine, I just stayed there and watched the rest of the procedure, taking pictures. Yes, I am crazy as if you’d asked me prior - no way! I also cut the cord. I said no, but the doctor said, ‘what? you did this to her. Cut the cord ”
Anyway, crazy experience.
Here’s a shot of the little princess.
