Well August 3, 2007 was a most exciting day for The William S. and Mary Anne Muir family!When Andrew and Lily were getting ready for bed, they were told that when they woke up, Mommy and Daddy would be at the hospital "picking up" baby Daniel. This was a bit confusing to Andrew, who, after insisting that the name was Danny and not Daniel, said, "Danny's here. In Mommy's tummy."
We arrived at the maternity ward around 7:35 and the reception nurse said "Please tell me you're my induction." We smiled and said we were. Mary had informed me on our way to the hospital that her goal was to keep smiling as long as she could. Naturally, I welcomed this most wonderful news and from that moment began cracking jokes and being generally jovial. Fortunately, this proved to be most advantageous as our nurse was a loving and good humored lady with a thick Scottish accent named Lize (Pronounced Liz).
However, due to the volume of work to be done, we could not be expected to have dear Lize all the time. By 10:00, there had been 16 deliveries in the last 24 hours!!! Around 10:05 Lize reappeared and finished the paperwork and told us of the delivery she had just helped with that had a cord issue where the cord had come out before the baby and caused all sorts of problems. Luckily Lize was able to get down under the bed and push the baby back up the birth canal while Dr. Herpolsheimer (our doctor as well) moved the cord out of the way. She said they were very lucky to have been able to save the baby. It was obviously quite an ordeal since her arm was shaking and hurting from the pressure it had required to do what was necessary.
After getting called away again for another delivery, she re-appeared around 11:45 and was going to check Mary's progression, but realized the doctor would be back in 15 minutes to break her water anyway so she said she'd wait. To make things more enjoyable, she had fun joking about Dr. H since she had helped with many of his deliveries in the past and knew him quite well. Once he arrived, he gave Mary her first check of the day around noon (she was at 3 by then), and broke her water. We all continued to crack jokes and one up each other and Mary was doing an excellent job of smiling! The pitosin was increased slightly in order to help things move along. Lize did not like the idea of heavy pit drips since they seemed to accomplish little more while magnifying the pain immensely. Mary definitely appreciated her approach. They told Mary as soon as she wanted the epidural to let the nurse know. Around 3:00, Mary had reached a 5 and the contractions were painful enough for her to request an epidural through smiling lips which I found it necessary to kiss!
As usual, once she got the epidural, she was able to relax better and things really started moving along. By 4:00 Mary was dilated to a 7 and Lize had prepared the delivery table with all the fresh shiny instruments the Dr. might need to use, and had him summoned from his office across town. This she did on explicit instructions both from us as well as Dr. H that he was to be notified early enough so that he could be sure to be there. This was due to his unwillingness to settle for the 50% delivery average he had established with our former children. He'd already been one upped by Lily when she was delivered by our other favorite nurse who was the spitting image of Mrs. Doubtfire, accent and all. So naturally, Lize joked about calling him in after placing one of the hospital's practice dolls neatly wrapped up under the heat lamp so he would think he'd missed it again.
Around 4:30, the doctor did come and check Mary one last time simply to pronounce she was 100% and that he'd be back in 15 minutes to complete the delivery. The contractions were coming hard and fast now and the urge to push was paramount. Nurse Lize helped us by encouraging Mary to hum as she did her exhales. After some testing and reflection, I concluded this was most wise since its nearly impossible to flex abdominal muscles while humming without some change in pitch or tone of the note hummed. Thus the nurse would be apprised if Mary was inadvertently pushing.
He was 6 feet 6 inches tall and weighed
After he had been cleaned up, measured, and weighed the pediatric nurse pronounced him a beautiful baby boy with an APGAR of 9 / 10. I had to agree that he belongs in the top 5% of most beautiful babies in the world. He was rooting for food
Friday, August 3, 2007
Daniel Benjamin Muir
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Congrats on your new baby!
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