Asher's Arrival.....

As you all know by now, Asher arrived April 16th. He is healthy and beautiful! But his arrival didn't go exactly as we had planned.....little rascal!
We arrived at the hospital at 6am to find that there were so many women giving birth, they were literally out of nurses! By the time they started my IV at 7am, I had already seen 3 different nurses. Finally, they assigned us a nurse and they began the pitocin. My Dr. came by around 7:45, examined me and broke my water. She said that Asher was in the proper position and that his head was still a little high but that would change pretty quickly. She told me that whenever I was ready for the epidural, just to let the nurse know.
My contractions were coming pretty regularly but the pain wasn't too bad and I was about 4 cm. dilated. I remember looking at the clock and it was 8:20 and I was thinking, "at 9, I'll tell the nurse that I'm ready for the epidural." Just a minute or so later, the nurse said, "Let's lay you on your side, because your baby isn't happy during your contractions." Now I've watched enough TLC shows to know this is code for your baby's heart rate is dropping during each contraction. At the same time I hear Steven on the phone with my parents and as he hangs up he says, "everything is going fine." Famous last words.
A few moments later, another nurse sticks her head in the door and asks my nurse if everything is ok and says something like, "because it's been so busy this morning." Which I knew immediately was a cover up, something was causing this other nurse to check in on us. She then comes in and I immediately look at her name tag, her title, "Charge Nurse." I knew. Both nurses began talking and watching the monitors, they have me flip to the other side and then I hear the charge nurse say, "I think her doctor is still on the floor, why don't you page her."
By 8:45, my Dr. is back in the room. She performs another exam and without sharing details, let me just tell you I hope I never have to experience that again. Somehow, Asher's umbilical cord had gotten above his head and with every contraction, as he was descending, his head was pressing against the cord and cutting off his blood supply. Not only that, she felt his little hand by his head and he was holding onto the umbilical cord! My Dr. looked at Steven and said, "We're going to do a c-section and I mean emergency. We have got to get this baby out now!"

The next thing I know, the nurse is having me sign a form to do the c-section, there are about 50 people swarming around me. The anesthesiologist magically appears and begans saying something about spinal block if there's time, if not we'll put you to sleep. I'm crying by this point, trying to find Steven. He's calling my parents whom he had just told everything is fine and telling them they're doing an emergency c-section. When he hangs up, I tell him, "call somebody and tell them to pray." From what I've been told, word spread like crazy and people were lifting us up! Thank you Jesus!

They took me into the OR, the spinal block worked, and at 9:13 am, Asher Jordan was born.

Whew!! I still can't believe how quickly everything happened but I praise God that everything worked out. And even though it wasn't in my plans to have Asher delivered this way, God was in control and knew what was best for Asher.