So here's the story: Melissa sent me a text message on Thursday that said, "Tomorrow is baby day. Call me when you can." Well, I called her immediately, of course, to find out what was going on. See, she wasn't scheduled until February 25th, and all signs were pointing to the fact that she was going to make it til then for sure (much to her dismay). She had been going to see her doctor two times a week for a while now, and when she went on Thursday, he quickly realized she was
not going to make it that long. As in, he told her she was about to go into labor at any moment. So he went ahead and said that Friday, February 12th, would be baby day, unless she went into labor earlier. She was also instructed to get to the hospital in the event that it started snowing again (luckily it didn't).
(Note: Melissa, if I get any of this wrong, let me know!) So she goes to the doctor again at 9:00 on Friday (after waking up early to eat breakfast because she knew it would be her last time to eat!), and they tell her it's go time. She's been having some contractions, nothing too serious at this point. They tell her she can check into the hospital at eleven. So she went to the hospital at eleven, and she's having contractions about every half hour. By the time Jeremy and I get there (around 1), they're starting to pick up. From there, they get a lot more frequent. To make a long story short, she went into "hard labor" and she
finally got into an operating room around 3:00 or 3:30. A few things didn't go quite as planned, but Melissa is AMAZING and totally rocked it. I mean, she did an awesome job.
Their "going home" outfits. ;)
So here's the story: Melissa sent me a text message on Thursday that said, "Tomorrow is baby day. Call me when you can." Well, I called her immediately, of course, to find out what was going on. See, she wasn't scheduled until February 25th, and all signs were pointing to the fact that she was going to make it til then for sure (much to her dismay). She had been going to see her doctor two times a week for a while now, and when she went on Thursday, he quickly realized she was not going to make it that long. As in, he told her she was about to go into labor at any moment. So he went ahead and said that Friday, February 12th, would be baby day, unless she went into labor earlier. She was also instructed to get to the hospital in the event that it started snowing again (luckily it didn't).
(Note: Melissa, if I get any of this wrong, let me know!) So she goes to the doctor again at 9:00 on Friday (after waking up early to eat breakfast because she knew it would be her last time to eat!), and they tell her it's go time. She's been having some contractions, nothing too serious at this point. They tell her she can check into the hospital at eleven. So she went to the hospital at eleven, and she's having contractions about every half hour. By the time Jeremy and I get there (around 1), they're starting to pick up. From there, they get a lot more frequent. To make a long story short, she went into "hard labor" and she finally got into an operating room around 3:00 or 3:30. A few things didn't go quite as planned, but Melissa is AMAZING and totally rocked it. I mean, she did an awesome job.
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