Oh What a Night .... and day for that matter

I don't even know where to begin, so I guess I'll start at the very beginning ... "In the beginning God created the heavens and earth."

Ok, maybe not "the beginning," but I'll go back to Sunday.

After church, my best friend Zach invited us up to his apt. for dinner with his french girlfriend (fiance, lol) named Stephanie. I had met her once before (when Les and I were still dating) so it wasn't too awkward for me but it might have been for Les and Steph. Anyway, we went up to Salt Lake and hung out with them for the night and Les had mentioned to me that she hadn't leaked any fluids at all until later in the evening and neither of us thought anything of it.

On Monday morn, we went to the Provo library which is a few blocks away from us to find references for Les' English class where she has to do a research paper by the end of the semester. The topic she picked ta-da, was the pros and cons of epidurals. The assignment, which was due Monday night/Tuesday morning at midnight was to have a mini essay written and 10 references on your topic, so we went to the library to find books, articles, anything we could find to get these 10 references.

While we were looking I thought I had a pretty good idea and told Les to "call the mid-wives and see if they had any books or pamphlets or any info that she could use as a reference for her research paper.

Backup to earlier when were about to go, she mentioned that she was leaking, which to me wasn't a big deal, she told me a month a go, she leaks constantly, so I didn't think anything of it.

Well, when she called the mid-wives I guess she told them about the leaking and after 30 mins. of waiting for a return phone call, they told her to come in to the office and get checked.

We got to the office at 11:15 a.m. and Les got a B-Strep test done as well as getting measured to she how far along she was. The midwife told Les that she was 4cm and 90% effaced. To me that was a big whoop, until I found out what the 90% thing meant and that Kendrick might be coming any day.

The midwife told us to take it easy and try and get him to Sunday, which would put Kendrick at full term.

FULL TERM ... SHMULL TREM!!!

As a first-time father I know exactly when my son's due date is and as that first-time father I know that that date is still a month away. Needless to stay I started freaking out! Now I know all of you veterans are laughing at me, but I don't care. I didn't like the sound of "4 weeks early" and still don't for that matter.

Reluctantly I went to work only to get nothing done because I was just waiting for that phone call from Les saying that she needed to go to the hospital. I was so nervous that I called her 4 times from 4 p.m. to 7 p.m. Yes, that's 1.25 calls per hour.

Les meanwhile was relaxing and working on her assignment for English and getting it done while my lovely sister came over to help Les with all the stuff that suddenly "had to be done".

My parents came over and we all had dinner and my dad gave me a real good talk about how there is nothing to worry about and that Kendrick would still be a normal healthy baby, even if he came right that second.

I headed back to work feeling much better and calmer for that matter, but at 9 p.m. -- an hour after I had got back to work -- Les' mom called me ....

"Phill .... I just got off the phone with Les and she feels like she needs to go the bathroom, but doesn't want to push Kendrick out too. I told her to call the midwives and she will probably need to go to the hospital, so be prepared for that."

FREAK OUT COUNTDOWN IN 3 ... 2 ... 1 ... BOOM!!

Les called me soon after and told me that the midwife told her she needed to go the hospital to get checked.

So I called Brandon (the guy I work with)to have him come in for my and left to go pick Les up and head to the hospital. By the time we got to the hospital it was a little after 10pm and they put her in the only room with the tub - which she was excited about. Unfortunately the tv didn't work and I was going stir crazy waiting for the nurse to finally come in and check to see where she was. Finally about 10:50 she came in to check...still at 4cm and 90% - lame!!!! She said that his head was really low, but we had heard that that morning also. So she said she'd be back in an hr to see if we were making any progress.

More waiting and going crazy. Meanwhile, Les was feeling more of the contractions and was becoming increasingly more uncomfortable. She was sure that when they came back to check her that there would be progress to be reported.

No such luck. The nurse returned a little after midnight to check and the report came back that she had not progressed at all, it was still 4 and 90%. She said she'd call the midwife and see what they wanted her to do.

They gave Les a shot to stop the contractions, or at least slow them down, and were sending her home. The nurse told us about the shot and said that they wanted to try and keep him in for at least another week to get to full term but that she didn't think that would happen.

She warned us that the shot would raise Les's blood pressure and therefore make her shaky. Little did Les realize just how shaky that would be and has informed me that she will NEVER have that shot again! She was so shaky she couldn't do anything by herself but I thought it was cute. I even started calling her "twitch" which I thoroughly enjoyed. I think she was too tired to even care.

We got home a little after 2am by the time they "observed" Les and Kendrick after they gave her the shot and she was discharged. So now we sit and wait. Les tells Kendrick which days he's allowed to come and which days he's not depending on whose on call that day.

Wednesday he is allowed to come, Thurs he is not, Friday might be ok, she's still deciding. That would put him sharing a b-day with his Grandpa Morgan - which my dad says is a good day for him to be born. Sat, Sun and Mon are a go, but then he can't come until next friday if he hasn't shown his cute little face b4 that time.

Tonight is her first baby shower so she is excited and looking forward to that. So keep an eye on this and we will let you know when the big day comes and whether or not he decided to listen to his mom on when to come.