Zane Kaleb is here :)

the 13th was a busy day, baby shower for my daughter, about thirty or so people here, dont know what she DIDNT get, T's mom did an incredible job, and T's step dad too, and his cousin C, it was a very nice thing for them to do, i almost did nothing..they were incredible it was a lovely shower, and after the commotion died down and all were almost gone, we sat back and relaxed.
five am the 14th, valentines day, my daughter comes to me and is crying that her back really hurt, we cant get her comfortable and she is having contractions, like every one to two minutes apart, her tummy did not get as hard as mine did when i was in labor (which i never felt with either of my kids, yeah lucky me :) )... but i knew she was in labor, so off to the hospital we go. our local hospital sux, if you make it there, are sick, and still alive, they will transport you to vegas, closest hospitals are there, not sure what this one does other than diagnostic testing, which from my last post a few posts ago, come up with different diagnosis each time... so after the nurse tells me YOU DONT WANT TO HAVE A BABY HERE, (oh oh), my daughter is put into the ambulance with T and off they go, i am following, after i go get my mom and her car. i love my beat up old truck, but the speedometer took a dump and i have to guess my speed, flying to the hospital in worry i am sure i would go a wee bit over the speed limit and moms car has a working speedometer... so i pick up mom, she forgets her wallet, oh crap so we turn around and go get it, then we have to turn around again because she forgot her teeth, hey she was worried, i think forgetting your teeth would be a normal thing to do, but not sure about the wallet...
so anyway i make it to the hospital about 20 minutes after she did, she is in the room already, and the big panic that was here wasnt there, they were not sure if she was in labor, thought she was only 39 weeks and was sure they would be sending her home but they decided to wait and see. every three to five minutes and my daughter is having incredible pain in her back, and the alarms are going off and she is upset about being there and thinking she has to go home, she is talking first to her belly telling her son to come out, then crying in pain and then screaming at the monitors to shut the f up, well she was in labor, and i actually thought she would say more.. after she goes into a slight rage, i went to the nurses station and asked if there was anything they could do for her...and the nurse with the halo came to her and gave her some morphine which took the sharp out of the continuing contractions... they check her and she is starting to dilate to 3cm, then 4 and said she was going to have this baby today, the 14th of february, valentines day... so we wait...
after about half and hour or so the contractions are getting worse, she is saying this is the LAST one there will be no more, this hurts, why wont this baby come out, i will never get pg again, omg mommy i am so scared, dont leave me hold my hand, T dont leave me, omg cant they make this where it doesnt hurt...
soon she is given the block and after i hold her and talk her though that, she starts to relax, she said her body was "high" not her mind but the pain substantially decreased and she was even able to sleep a bit, when she woke up she said she was hungry but not allowed to eat. one of the nurses told me that usually means no baby, just false labor, oh great, tell me in front of her now she is pissed... but she is in labor, kept dilating by 5.30 she was at 6 cm, then at 7.30 she was at 9 then quickly 10. they started to get her to push and when the nurse thought it was time they called the doctor.. one two three four five six seven eight nine ten push push push breathe, that was repeated about a dozen times, then his head crowned. i watched the entire birth of my first and more than likely last grandson, it was the most beautiful thing i had ever witnessed, my baby giving birth to her baby, 7lb 2 oz, 21 inches long Zane Kaleb, so beautiful perfect ten toes ten fingers, two eyes, just one nose, tiny perfect ears, blond hair and well like all babies, blue eyes....we will see what color they remain or turn to.. future blogs...
well we go home let her rest, take so many pix share hugs and i get home and am too excited to go to sleep, i had been up since friday so what was another day? it was now early tuesday morning... i get a call from her early tuesday, momma i was feeding the baby (yeah she IS breastfeeding, i knew she would despite the protests, hell she was almost three when she was FORCED OFF the boob, and very healthy and smart, so i knew when she saw him she would do the same, it is so much better if the mom can breast feed)... and she said he vomited some green stuff, lime green, and they took him to the nicu and they were worried about him and doing all these blood tests said something about he was vomiting immature white blood cells? so i look it up on the internet, find NOTHING, and think okay something is funky somewhere... i race back to the hospital, takes me about 45 minutes with my foot on the accelerator, and i get there run upstairs and go to see her... we go to the nursery, i see him he looks great but has an iv for fluids (so tiny for such a thing) the monitors on his foot for bp, temp gauge thingo, and leads to other equipment but no oxygen (his uncle had to go through all that and more in the NICU for about nine days after he was born so i had seen babies in that situation before, and although i was 'use' to it, i didnt like it...)   we ask the doc again what is wrong with him, they said they thought infection of some kind but not sure, and something about his bowels but they were not twisted they just were not emptying out all the way, and again he says to me, he was vomiting his immature white blood cells....mmm i said what does that mean he says we think he has an infection and they tell me what they have planned, two days max for an answer...
well now it is 7 more days in the NICU, and they still dont have answers, she is panicky again, i am worried too but about her as well as the baby, but know that all will be alright, i have asked for prayers before, and am asking again, so if you do that sort of thing, include little Zane Kaleb okay???
happy that he is here and will post a pix when i find the damn usb cord to my camera...
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