A Child is Born

On April 3rd, 2022 my wife and I welcomed our second child into the world. The day was a surprise to us all. We knew we were going to have a baby, we didn’t know that it would be that soon.
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​My wife and I were in our basement that afternoon preparing for his arrival. We had a due date for the end of May and we wanted to start getting some of his clothes ready for him. We had one load in the dryer and the covers for the bed and other baby items in the washer when my wife felt something was off. After some time she called he doctor and was told to go to the hospital. 

After some talking, I finally convinced her she needed to get in the car. I buckled up the first born, threw some things in the car and off we went. I decided to get to our destination as quickly and safely as possible. While we were driving she grabbed me and said I think my water broke. I was like no way we are way to early for this, but we needed to get there right away. I made a choice in my mind that if I had happened to find a police officer following me I would use their lights and sirens to help me to get through the red lights I knew awaited me when I got off the freeway. The cop never was seen. And I stopped and waited at any light that was red. 

We got to the hospital, I grabbed a wheelchair, unbuckled the oldest and went inside. The greeter at the door asked what we needed. We replayed maternity and she took my wife and told me to go park. 

By the time my oldest and I got back into the hospital the room was full of hospital staff. I had already texted my supervisor letting them know I was not going to be there the next day and let the nice lady at church that volunteered that morning to come get the oldest so he can stay with her family. 

When the doctor called out my wife was dilated to nine I was shocked. This delivery was coming faster than a high speed train. The nurses tried to get my wife an IV, and never succeeded. They stuck her once and missed. The second attempt was interrupted by our sons arrival. I was told the doctor looked at my wife, turned around to get something, turned back and the baby was there. 

Our oldest, who is four, heard the cry of the newborn. He was like, “That’s my baby brother, is he okay, I love him very much” 

The nurses sprang to action, stabilized the child, and wheeled him out of the room to were i later found out was the special care nursery. 

As I write this he is still in the nursery. Being born eight weeks early, his body was not ready for the world outside of the womb. This time has been difficult, more on that in a future post. We are praying for his fast growth so he can come home to us soon.