OK a new additional project to add to the list, my new boy Max Gatland McIntosh! Born 25th Feb 2007 at 00:27am, a whopping 4.6Kg (10 pounds 2 ounces) and 55.5cm tall. (Note: new babies are normally about 3.5Kg).
Max and his first scooter... "Dad, get a life" he is thinkingFor those that like the gory details...
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Due to some concerns related to gestational diabetes (a common problem in pregnancy) the doctor didn't want Max going too much over the due date. We booked in for induction 7am Saturday 24th Feb.
The first steps in induction took longer than expected, however it seemed to trigger Laura starting naturally as well. By 12:30pm, Laura had started a combination of drip fed oxytocin and her own... very painful as it was basically a double whammy of pain.
Too much pain/contractions is also bad for the baby (as it gets squeezed without a chance to take a breather). So they throttled back the drip and let things happen naturally. By 6:30pm Laura had done her best to fight pain and we called in the big guns i.e. the epidural (after the doc checked that she was half way there at this stage - 5cm dilated).
By 10:00pm Laura was not in pain but her body was loosing strength. Nurses were rushing around making subtle suggestions that something urgently needed to happen, like calling the doc back early and wiring her up for operation! The doc came in and announced with pleasure that Laura was fully dilated and good to go with a natural birth! She just needed to push a bit and it would be all over.
Her body was getting tired, so contractions started easing off. Laura had to push as much as she could (without actually being able to feel due to the drugs) every 10 minutes, when the contraction started. By midnight we were close but not quite there.
The final leg was doc assisted (i.e. forceps), lots of tugging, blood and horrible yanking/cracking sounds. Followed by Max popping out and letting us know why it was all so hard... 4.5Kg instead of 3.5Kg!!! We had to fit him with 000 size clothes, which are normally reserved for 3 month olds!
There was some concern that the cracking noise was Max breaking a collar bone, thankfully he was OK with just a bit of bruising. Laura came out needing a bit of attention by the doctor (nothing unusual but trust me you don’t want to know) and is recovering as well as could be expected. Although it sounds (and is) painful, she will recover a lot better than a ceaser operation and today we went for a little walk with Max in the pram.
Max, Mum and DadWe are both home now and getting Max into a routine of feeding, pooing and sleeping… which seems to come natural to him.