Enjoying the Respite

Christinas contractions were still over 10 minutes apart, but they had started getting over two minutes long, so at 1am she woke me up and we were off to the hospital.
The contractions started getting even worse when we got there, so the nurses doped her up. What followed was a long night of Christina waking up and grunting her way through the next contraction, and then falling right back asleep.
When morning came around, the contractions got worse, and the meds wore off. My pathetic attempts at moral support weren’t doing much good either. It took two separate anesthesiologists to get the epidural in. Apparently Christina has a spine like a tree-trunk. It was worth the (very bloody) ordeal though. She stopped screaming her way through the monster four minute contractions and started sleeping right through them. The patients down the hall were probably grateful too.
Apparently this is going to go on for a few more hours before it’s time to push the baby out, so I am enjoying the respite while I can, and taking advantage of the hospitals wireless connection to put up a few updates.

Sorry, Christina won't let me take photos of her. You get me instead.

Sorry, Christina won't let me take photos of her. You get me instead.

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