We made the date for induction. Ryan's mom got here in the knick of time for us to go into the hospital. We are so thankful for her coming to take care of Jonah, who loves her dearly. He didn't even care that mommy and daddy were leaving; he kept asking, "you going to hospital? Bu bye!" I was really hoping to go into labor on my own this time but the desire to see and hold my baby overpowered this. They had us go in the night before for the Cervidil. I had to do this with Jonah and slept through the night, didn't notice a thing. This time the medicine was giving me light contractions every 5-7 minutes making it kind of difficult to sleep. I went from being dilated to 1 cm and 30% effaced to 1-2 cm and 75% effaced overnight. It seemed like it was going to be a long day but the doctor was happy with the progress and decided to start the Pitocin. From 8 in the morning to 2 in the afternoon all this did was make the contractions I had been having during the night a little more intense and consistent. However, I could still talk myself through them. As I had said that I would probably want an epidural I got the feeling the staff wanted me to have it earlier than later but I kept telling them the contractions were not painful enough to justify not being able to get up and walk around! After Ryan's third Starbuck's coffee, we were kind of wondering where everyone was. Well, we found out later that that day was the busiest delivery day they had ever had. I guess the laboring woman with light contractions was low priority over the emergency C sections.
The doctor finally came in at 2:30 and said I was dilated to 3-4 and 100% effaced. He said Caleb was still high in my pelvis but decided to break my water to get things going and guess what came out? Caleb's toy in the womb, the shunt he pulled out 18 weeks prior! It is much larger, yet softer than I imagined. Almost like a small, pliable straw. After, almost exactly like with Jonah my contractions went from tolerable to unbearable in a matter of minutes. I could no longer talk through them and they were coming every 2 minutes and lasting 60 seconds. This went on for maybe 30-35 minutes before I decided it was time for the epidural. I know I'm a wimp. I honestly don't know how women go through contractions like that for hours on end... I know I could have done it but felt no need to torture myself :) Ryan stayed through most of me getting my epidural but did have to excuse himself right at the end. The thing he didn't realize is that I was in pain because of the contractions, NOT the epidural. That was nothing comparatively. It is so amazing how instant the pain relief is. The remainder of my labor I rested and watched Sex and the City. By 4:30 I was fully dilated but my nurse talked me into "laboring down" as long as my epidural was still working to get him further down into my pelvis and keep me from pushing for a long period of time. The doctor came back at 6:15 and was ready to get going. At this point I was getting excited and nervous. I was reassured as the whole day Caleb's heart rate had been tolerating labor very well and had no concerns with him the whole time. My doctor had me start pushing at 6:28 and he was out and born screaming by 6:33 pm on September 29, 2014. That sound is the most beautiful one a mother will ever hear. All I could do was cry tears of joy and tell him how much we loved and waited for him. The NICU staff soon after took him away to do a thorough check. We were initially told he weighed 8 lbs 13 oz (and believed this throughout the next week). However, due to concern for his weight gain and inconsistency in his documented birth weight we got it confirmed that he only weighed 8 lbs 1 oz at birth, they had just converted the grams to pounds incorrectly the night he was born, geesh! The rest of our stay at the hospital was kind of a frustrating experience. First, they kept him in the NICU for four days because they were worried he was dehydrated (hence, the NG tube in his nose to get formula supplementation). Honestly, aren't all newborns a little dehydrated?? They also wanted to monitor him to make sure the fluid did not reaccumulate after starting feedings. By the grace of God, the fluid never came back. We also confirmed that the second shunt is completely inside his chest cavity so he will have to have this surgically removed when he is about 6 months old. The most amazing thing? Caleb has no scars from the procedure. I wish someone had told us that babies who have procedures in the womb don't scar, it would have saved me some angst. It was also a frustrating experience because the labor and delivery floor was so busy (and had so many women who had C sections) that we had to move rooms. We went from having a beautiful room with windows and comfy beds to a dingy closet with a very uncomfortable double bed and no windows. In the end the most important thing was cuddling our little man so we didn't spend much time in there anyway.
As the hospital had visitor restrictions due to the weird respiratory virus going around, Jonah was not able to come visit Caleb in the hospital. I was kind of nervous to bring him home and in fact still get teary eyed thinking about my little Jonah. I just want him to know that though we have this very new baby in our family, he still has a very important role in our family. The minute we brought Caleb through our front door, Jonah was there waiting for him, wanting to give him hugs and kisses and kept saying "he's cute". Caleb brought Jonah a car toy, which was a big hit. I'm so proud of that little guy. I think our problem so far has been that he wants to hug and kiss Caleb all the time but does not quite understand "gentle" yet. I pray their relationship blossoms into something beautiful and strong over time.

So sorry for the really long blog. If you have called and I have not returned your call it's just that I have been enjoying my boys and time with them. Thank you all for the support and prayers. We could not have made it through this without all of it.
Love,
Ryan, Raquel, Jonah and Caleb
Prayer requests:
1) We continue to adjust to our life as a family of 4
2) Caleb continues to thrive
3) We can try to get back to some "normalcy" and be always thankful for our little miracle.



















