I write this blog as a way of getting through a difficult divorce with a difficult man who was the love of my life but turned out to be bipolar, self-absorbed and controlling. After being diagnosed with pancreatic cancer, he told me he had never stopped gambling, an addiction that had caused us a lot of pain in our earlier years. This led to me filing dissolution papers before he had a chance to run up any more debts against community property.
Thursday, March 15, 2012
He Arrives
This was a loooonnnnnggg day! The pitocin was started during the night. When I got to the hospital at 9:45 this morning, Laura was dilated to 5 centimeters. Kyle left to go home, shower and change his clothes. At 10:10 the anesthesiologist came in to set up the epidural. They kicked me out of the room for a half an hour. This was a great help. Laura lost all feeling of pain but could still had sensations for things like pressure and tightness. The midwife came in and broke her water at 12:45. The contractions started coming closer together. At 2:00 Kyle went to get something to eat. Then I went to get coffee. When I got back, the nurse was encouraging her to try pushing, but it was too soon. Jack arrived. We went into the room for a while. At 4:00 p.m. The nurse decided it was time to start pushing for real. Jack and I were kicked out for good. We hung out in the hall for a bit, Kyle's oldest brother showed up, and then some young nurse sent us to the waiting room.
Sadly for Laura she inherited my family's tradition of long bouts of pushing. She pushed for over two hours. At 6:09 p.m. Kyle David Lipps, Jr., entered the world at a whopping 9 pounds, 4 ounces. He measures 21 inches and he looks just like his mother did when she was born.
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