feb 4 Monday late night/feb 5 Tuesday early morning : des had a dream in which his arm free fell on me. Don't know if that had anything to do with the following events but it just might have been the kick in the rumpus Baby needed.
Feb 5 3:30 am: water broke in bed. No question.
3:45 am: left for hospital
3:46 am : return to apartment because we forgot Roxi's bag, and des's wallet but were locked out. In the moment des breaks our window and lets himself in.
3:55 am: drop Roxi off with her aunty Jamie in hauula. She willingly goes to Jamie and waves "BYE MOMMY!" Which eased one of many worries I had about this day.
4:25 am: arrive at castle birth center in Kailua. Usually it takes an hour to get there... I walk in with a soaked towel, amniotic fluid dripping down my legs STILL and squeaking slippahs. Sick. Contractions are 3 minutes apart
4:30-8am: checked into my room. Mom in law arrives for support, des goes to jack in the box. Vitals, paperwork and get to walking. Walked the halls a little bit, pushed des in the wheel chair, came back to the room bounced on the yoga ball. Check vitals and baby, baby seemed to be stressed from my position on the ball so I got in the bed. My contractions were building and getting stronger as nature intends. Not gonna lie, I thought about an epidural but didn't want to prolong labor so tossed that idea quick. Contractions become back to back with no real rests dilated to an 8 and felt like pushing, so I changed positions for 2 contractions and felt urge again. Got the green light to push. Pushed an pushed but nada. Baby's heart rate was dropping. Dr said I had one more try to get him out and then they would have to use the vacuum. That sacred me straight. I said a prayer for the strength to do it. Everyone was yelling at me to go go go! PUSH PUSH PUSH!!! I honestly didnt think I could do it but out came the head. Then Just as I'm about to eject the rest of the kid they yell "STO STOP STOP!" Then there is rushing and I'm kinda like wth is going on down there! Turns out the cord was around the baby's neck tight... Purple/blue face status. Dr Moore had to quick snip the cord and then it was "GOGO GO PUSH PUSH PUSH!" the fire downstairs was extinguished as baby boy crossed the finish line. Good morning baby boy!
8:01 am: they placed him on my chest still pretty purple and he squirmed and I was just still in shock. Shaking.

That was HARD! Way different than with Roxi. Intense and not rhythmaic like my first. I was stressed out. They quick grabbed him and then I heard that cry and could breath a little easier. Everyone could.

The nurse Jill (who helped deliver Roxi too) didn't think baby was that big, till he hit the scale. 8lb 2oz. Go me. No rips either. Woohoo. Welcome Kairo Raven Fa'atamalii Enesa

It gets way too easy to justify things in life when you feel as if you are in early labor. Or if your wife thinks shes in labor. For example: eating out, watching too much tv, not getting dressed, being grumpy, co sleeping and neglecting responsibilities in general. Well it's been two weeks that I've been ready to go at any minute and it's getting old.

Just about every night after Roxi drifts off to dreamland, I can finally relax and well... Contract. I get so confused because "they say" you need to relax to let your body to into labor. But at the same time how many times do you hear pregnant women say "you're going to put me into labor!" in a stressed situation? Well for me, I will have contractions all night. Get up, walk around, go to the bathroom, clean something, pack some more stuff, maybe even shower... Go back to bed, wake up, move to the couch contemplate calling my mom to book her flight, and then lo and behold as sun is coming up, so is Roxi. ERrrrrrrk! Just like that, contractions stop. She's a powerful lady.

She's keen and she senses what's going to happen. She trying to get ALL the one on one time possible. She's also become very vocal recently. Here's some of her new vocabulary:
Unkol- uncle
Emma- her cousin Emma
Aila- cousin kaila
Leah- cousin eleah
Coo coos- cookies
Cacas- crackers
Ickin- chicken (or any meat really)
Ri- rice
Out
Bubbles- very clear
Gahma- grandma
Andy- candy

And much more gibberish I'm still in the process of translating

As you can see she all about family and food!

Pics below: trying to get in all the final single child snuggles she can get.

Last belly documentation at 38 weeks

And my baby shower! The amazing Brittany Lowry strikes again (she did my maternity photos as seen in a previous post). I was doubtful that I'd even make it to my shower without a baby, but Brittany prayed REAL hard I wouldn't have my baby before then, and that it wouldn't rain. We had been on flash flood alert the prior two days. But we made it, and had a a grand ol time!

I started this post before I had baby, but just now finished... Birthday day coming soon!!