17:20 Oh man the wait is killing me!
We met the doctor that will be delivering Tyler a while ago. Our original doctor swapped on call days with her, but we aren’t particularly attached to one doctor or another. Whoever feels like getting the baby out is fine with us.
Jess is having a bit more rough of a time now, but she just keeps marveling at how much worse it would be if she didn’t have an epidural. We’re almost certainly in the ‘transition’ stage now, which is the one that really, really hurts. The contractsion are about a minute apart, and barely is one done than when the next starts. Yay for medicine.
Still, though, I’m back on ‘staring in the eyes and helping breathe’ duty. Which does make me feel like I’m helping. Jess keeps telling me I’m helping a lot. Just laying my hand on her stomach is an effective painkiller. It’s like I’ve got superpowers or something.
Mom Swanson is keeping Jessie supplied with cold washclothes on the forehead, even though the last one dripped in her ear. Heh.
We’ve given a few button pushes, which does seem to help, but the remaining pain is higher on her belly, above where he epidural is most effective. Not nearly as bad as it could be, I’m sure, but still there. We suspect that this is Tyler trying to push his way out. Finally on our side, it seems, quite decent of him.
Still no orders to push yet, but we are so close!
-N
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