Buchta Base: February 2010

Cami's water broke a little after 0830L hours this morning. I was still in bed thinking about how I was not going to be able to go look at tools at Sears this afternoon. BUT...on the other hand I was finally going to meet my brand new arrow for my quiver! So when the words "yeah, that was my water", came out of Cami's mouth, I jumped out of bed looked in the mirror and realized I needed a shower. I don't know what Cami started to do...I think she went and ate some Cheerios. Took a combat shower, grabbed our 15 pre-packed bags, loaded them up, told "Bricky" I wasn't going to be able to change Ellie's diaper, shoved some Cheerios down my throat, kicking dogs out of the way, and drove 35mph towards the hospital. "Yeah Ben, you need to drive faster". "Got it, just keep breathing Babe".
Dropped her off at the Emergency room, and parked the car 800 meters from the nearest entrance because Friday mornings at the hospital is the place to be apparently. Hauled our 15 bags through the rain to find Cami in the exact same place in a wheel chair where I left her. "All right people, let's go! I've got a woman that is probably 8 cm here we need to get this party started!"....that's what I wanted to say. Instead..."yes ma'am, we'd like to go to a delivery room".
DELIVERY ROOM:
Just keep breathing, breathing, breathing...good job Babe, you're doing great, do you want ice? is it to cold? (Oh man I am just so PUMPED right now!!! I just held her) So, then comes out of the mouth of the Mom, "Nope, give me an epidural, not worth it, can't do it". I say, "Cami, you are doing really good, I know you can do this, you want to do this, you want to be able to feel what your doing"... all that stuff that the Coach is supposed to do. I guess it worked, thank you Yahweh. Because I was seriously expecting physical backlash against my face or eyes. FACT: wisdom is a man who knows to choose his words wisely with a woman in labor. When your looking into the face of a contraction you're looking at the face of life and simultaneously your potential demise. So that's a pretty cool rush. Speaking of cool, it's snowing in south Georgia! Anyways, where were we...So we hurdled the epidural, then comes the demoral question...that was an EASY kill, I simply asked, "do you remember how you felt last time? You just need to breathe and relax, I will just push on your tailbone, we're good to go". BAM! She's gonna do it! Then Lauren the Midwife arrives, Cami says, "I have to push, my body is pushing and I can't stop it". Lauren says, "ok girl, just push and we'll do this" so after we got the trashbag in place, we breathed and pushed and breathed and pushed and relaxed and breathed and breathed, then PUSHED and PUSHED. And Camilla Grace did SO GREAT, she ROCKED that birth she did absolutely AMAZING!!! I am SO SO SO PROUD TO BE HER HUSBAND because she just hung in there and was so strong through all of it and I watched her face and determination and she moved that baby out of her in no time. 1 hour 40 minutes from water breaking to the 1016L birth of Ismylah Grace: 7lbs 14oz 19in tall. I got to cut the cord, and without trying a whole bunch of tears came out of my face then I was just happy. That's all there is to it. I had a good time...I think Cami did too. Izzy, or Mylah (either is cool) looks just like Ellie did, except she has tiny little ankles and long feet. She is quiet, and got a delicious snack immediately upon her phenomenal entrance. She just got bathed and will be getting her checkups the next couple hours, so here are the very first pictures of our newest addition. Oh yeah, and Ellie, "I baby nose, yeah?" So Ellie blew the baby's nose for us.