Judah is here!
Friday morning we went to our mid-wife and it appeared that Tina was possibly going to go into labor and so we tentatively planned to get induced if Judah didn't come in the next night or so. We were pretty hard pressed to know when to draw the line for how long we were willing to wait simply because we were sitting at 41+ weeks and they don't necessarily allow women to go past 42 due to the risks associated with 42+ weeks. That Friday morning Tina again had her membranes stripped and after talking for a bit and seeking God's will in the matter we ended up picking Saturday night as the cut-off time frame until we would seek out getting induced.
Friday night came and Tina became quite uncomfortable, contractions became fairly strong and yet not regular. Tina was up for the bulk of Friday night going into Saturday. Saturday we knew that either the afternoon would bring on labor or that we would be heading in that night to get induced. 10Am Saturday and Tina was feeling fairly strong contractions still and as hours fell off the clock she realized that things were becoming far more regular and that we should start to head towards the hospital to deliver. It was a blessing in disguise that Judah was late in arrival as my Dad had been gone on field service for 10 days and was looking to be able to come home early on our perceived day of induction!
We all headed out to the hospital and things were moving along pretty well with Tina – got in roughly around 4 pm and she was dilated at a good 3. Two hours into the adventure and she was at a 4 but having very strong contractions that were beyond even 2 minutes apart. The contractions were coming in constant waves- I'd say probably one around every 30 seconds giving her very few if any breaks at all. She went in the tub and had very little relief, moved to the rocking chair and back to the bed. The pain was proving to be too much due to the excessive force and timing of the contractions. Tina was giving a preliminary anesthetic and that proved to help a little bit but soon came to pass as the contractions never let up. If they allowed her a chance to breathe perhaps the anesthetic would have worked but she finally had to get a epidural. She battled for multiple hours before going this route.
With the epidural applied, Tina went from a 4 to a 5 and over the course of another couple hours she only moved to between a 5 and 6. The mid-wife approached us as we neared 3am and told us that she had a few concerns. A few things were not lining up in order to provide a healthy pregnancy, Judah wasn't completely lined up with the birth canal and his head was bulging a bit. His heart rate was consistently higher than it should have been (between 170's) and Tina was running a fever and bordering on exhaustion. The contractions were still coming very frequently but her cervix and his head were not moving along properly. Due to Tina having a fever and her pulse lowering and with Judah jammed up and his heart rising the mid-wife suggested that although this is not where we wanted to go but in order to get to the other end of a healthy pregnancy we should consider getting a C-section. Judah couldn't move forward, Tina was exhausted from the constant contractions and there were very few signs of the cervix wearing down past 85% and moving outside a 6.
In the minutes that followed there was a flood of emotion we knew that there were particular dangers with either selection but we would of course favor the position that presented a baby in the end. We agreed on the C-section and family had to leave the room, I was suited up in medical scrubs and it was in this time that things became fairly intense and Judah began to rise up over 200 with his heart rate and we became very concerned. The C-section came a half hour later and out from a bloody mess came a kicking and screaming little (big actually) baby boy! 9Lbs and 4 ounces of pure joy! It was beautiful to see his little face for the first time but he would have to be whisked away to get a blood sample due to having had a little meconium during labor and because he also had a relatively high fever. I took off with Judah as I knew this is what Tina and I had decided before hand and yet I felt fairly strange as I stood there with my baby son and looked down at him while he stared back at me. I was excited and yet concerned about Tina, about Judah and his fever and the fact that they were going to want to take a spinal column to rule out an infection.
The night roared on as 4 became 5 and so on and so forth. I traded laying in the special care room with Tina's mom as we watched over Judah as he slept. When the morning came we learned that his temperature had returned to normal, and that likely his fever was only due to having passed through his mom who was running a fever. This has been one incredible experience, although not everything had gone exactly as we had planned... the reality is that we have to be willing to negate our own plans if God has another will for the situation. I have never been in a place of such intensity like I was all of Saturday night into early Sunday morning but now we're just about through the debris of craziness. Soon we'll be back home, and be sharing our little love bug with everyone!
He's incredibly beautiful, big ole' cheeks with a round little body- all of 20” long, his eyes currently are bright blue and his hair is strawberry blonde. I have officially changed my first 2 diapers, I'm no longer afraid (well that afraid) of handling an infant's little head and neck and Tina and I are absolutely in love with this little guy.
We hope to talk to everyone soon, until then though please continue to keep us in your prayers and please just allow us a little time to gather up our family (Tina mainly as she recovers and Judah as he learns how to do the little things like feed)
We love and appreciate all the comments,
Praise God for this little miracle!
Lance
Oh and as I was finishing this I got peed on. Seriously.
Friday night came and Tina became quite uncomfortable, contractions became fairly strong and yet not regular. Tina was up for the bulk of Friday night going into Saturday. Saturday we knew that either the afternoon would bring on labor or that we would be heading in that night to get induced. 10Am Saturday and Tina was feeling fairly strong contractions still and as hours fell off the clock she realized that things were becoming far more regular and that we should start to head towards the hospital to deliver. It was a blessing in disguise that Judah was late in arrival as my Dad had been gone on field service for 10 days and was looking to be able to come home early on our perceived day of induction!
We all headed out to the hospital and things were moving along pretty well with Tina – got in roughly around 4 pm and she was dilated at a good 3. Two hours into the adventure and she was at a 4 but having very strong contractions that were beyond even 2 minutes apart. The contractions were coming in constant waves- I'd say probably one around every 30 seconds giving her very few if any breaks at all. She went in the tub and had very little relief, moved to the rocking chair and back to the bed. The pain was proving to be too much due to the excessive force and timing of the contractions. Tina was giving a preliminary anesthetic and that proved to help a little bit but soon came to pass as the contractions never let up. If they allowed her a chance to breathe perhaps the anesthetic would have worked but she finally had to get a epidural. She battled for multiple hours before going this route.
With the epidural applied, Tina went from a 4 to a 5 and over the course of another couple hours she only moved to between a 5 and 6. The mid-wife approached us as we neared 3am and told us that she had a few concerns. A few things were not lining up in order to provide a healthy pregnancy, Judah wasn't completely lined up with the birth canal and his head was bulging a bit. His heart rate was consistently higher than it should have been (between 170's) and Tina was running a fever and bordering on exhaustion. The contractions were still coming very frequently but her cervix and his head were not moving along properly. Due to Tina having a fever and her pulse lowering and with Judah jammed up and his heart rising the mid-wife suggested that although this is not where we wanted to go but in order to get to the other end of a healthy pregnancy we should consider getting a C-section. Judah couldn't move forward, Tina was exhausted from the constant contractions and there were very few signs of the cervix wearing down past 85% and moving outside a 6.
In the minutes that followed there was a flood of emotion we knew that there were particular dangers with either selection but we would of course favor the position that presented a baby in the end. We agreed on the C-section and family had to leave the room, I was suited up in medical scrubs and it was in this time that things became fairly intense and Judah began to rise up over 200 with his heart rate and we became very concerned. The C-section came a half hour later and out from a bloody mess came a kicking and screaming little (big actually) baby boy! 9Lbs and 4 ounces of pure joy! It was beautiful to see his little face for the first time but he would have to be whisked away to get a blood sample due to having had a little meconium during labor and because he also had a relatively high fever. I took off with Judah as I knew this is what Tina and I had decided before hand and yet I felt fairly strange as I stood there with my baby son and looked down at him while he stared back at me. I was excited and yet concerned about Tina, about Judah and his fever and the fact that they were going to want to take a spinal column to rule out an infection.
The night roared on as 4 became 5 and so on and so forth. I traded laying in the special care room with Tina's mom as we watched over Judah as he slept. When the morning came we learned that his temperature had returned to normal, and that likely his fever was only due to having passed through his mom who was running a fever. This has been one incredible experience, although not everything had gone exactly as we had planned... the reality is that we have to be willing to negate our own plans if God has another will for the situation. I have never been in a place of such intensity like I was all of Saturday night into early Sunday morning but now we're just about through the debris of craziness. Soon we'll be back home, and be sharing our little love bug with everyone!
He's incredibly beautiful, big ole' cheeks with a round little body- all of 20” long, his eyes currently are bright blue and his hair is strawberry blonde. I have officially changed my first 2 diapers, I'm no longer afraid (well that afraid) of handling an infant's little head and neck and Tina and I are absolutely in love with this little guy.
We hope to talk to everyone soon, until then though please continue to keep us in your prayers and please just allow us a little time to gather up our family (Tina mainly as she recovers and Judah as he learns how to do the little things like feed)
We love and appreciate all the comments,
Praise God for this little miracle!
Lance
Oh and as I was finishing this I got peed on. Seriously.
posted by Lance Pearce | 8:32 PM
2 Comments:
awww, im so glad yall are doing good. It seems like everything Tina didnt want to happen, happened, But the good thing is, everyone is healthy and happy. Your right, Gods plan isnt what our plan is. :) I cant wait to talk to Tina and thanks Lance for posting this.
You guys are amazing and I love you. I'm glad everyone is healthy and doing good. I can't wait to see those big ole' cheeks. I pray Tina has a speedy recovery. Enjoy your Christmas buddy.
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