"Hi. Are you okay?" I asked. Everyone knows that when you get a call THAT early in the morning, something must be up. And, since she was pregnant, I knew it wasn't a drunk dial.
"Yeah, I think so..." Lora said. I waited for her to spill the beans... "I felt a kick or something and then I started I guess peeing all over myself. I can't control it!"
I basically told her to go get it checked out. I finished feeding and burping Ruby. And I slept for a little less than an hour. I was reaching for my phone to text Lora when it rang.
(Long sigh...) "I'm at a four..." Lora said.
I was shocked! I got up, got ready, and got prepared. The kids were ready, the diaper bags were packed, and I was on high-alert. I was also happy that I didn't tell her that she was just peeing herself!
Imagine how shocked I was when Lora called about 45 minutes later to say that she was at a six and getting an epidural.
"Holy shit! She's going fast!" I half-way yelled at Todd when I hung up the phone. Then, I got logical, "She'll take a nap after the epidural. We still have a bit. I'm going to feed Ruby and then we will head over. You take Roc to Mom's house."
Ruby was almost done when I had a sneaking suspicion that I needed to call Jason. It was about 45 minutes after the last call.
"She's at a NINE?!?!?!" I screamed into the phone.
Ruby was off the boob and into her car seat in a matter of minutes. We were off and hurrying as fast as possible without driving recklessly to St. Al's in Ontario. I sent a text to everyone. I sent a text to Jason: CALL ME IF THEY HAVE HER START PUSHING. Phone rang:
"She's tried pushing a couple of times," Jason said.
"WHAT?!?! We're not even to the twin silos yet! We're hurrying! I'm so sorry I'm not there! I thought I had so much more time! She's going SO FAST!" I screamed.
Jason laughed. I could hear Lora laughing in the background.
I then proceeded to have a very intense conversation with Todd about how this is not humanly possible and how jealous I was that Lora had such a quick, lightening-speed labor. I was mostly happy she was not going to be in pain-- or at least for long! And I prayed I would make it!
Todd screeched up to the doors of the hospital, I jumped out, and (in the words of Forest Gump) I WAS RUNNING! Nurses scowled at me. Janitors looked puzzled. Lora's sister, Katie, was in the waiting room and saw a flash of my pony-tail and black leggings streak across the open door.
Breathless and really feeling that month of bed rest, I made it. Lora was still pushing. Thank God!
Then, the fun began. Well, for me, that is! Lora did such a great job. She pushed for about two hours-- each time she had a contraction, we'd hold her legs and head, Jason would count, I would attempt at motivation. I watched the whole thing-- and was amazed at every sign of progress. Before I knew it, Jaxon's head was SO close-- I threatened to just pull him out myself. Plus, Lora was super uncomfortable, so I just wanted her to feel better! With a final contraction, Lora pushed with all her might... Jaxon's head "popped" out and his body slip-slided out quickly after. Lora breathed a giant sigh of relief. And little Jaxon started clearing out his lungs. It was pretty exciting, for lack of better wording, to see a baby being born. It was truly a miracle. And I am truly honored that Jason and Lora allowed me to be a part of their miracle. By the way, Jaxon was born around 9:30 am-- so Rock Star Lora did this amazing feat in less than five hours!!!
After taking some photos, soaking up a little baby miracle time, and congratulating the new parents, I greeted everyone in the waiting room and announced the good news. Unfortunately for them, I am a rookie at this, so I didn't have weight or length and I forgot to bring the cameras to show photos. So I went back in, took more photos, soaked up more baby time, and congratulated the parents again... oh, and remembered the weight, length, and cameras! Jason and Lora had a group eagerly awaiting Jaxon's arrival: Todd, Ruby, Rocco, my parents, Jason's mom, Lora's mom and sister, and Lora's grandparents. Lora's dad and step-mom came right after Jaxon made his arrival.
Everyone was happy, healthy, and thankful for the newest addition to the family-- Jaxon Jace Ray, the first baby of 2013 at St. Al's in Ontario, 6 lbs and 2 oz., 18 inches in length, with immaculate hair and great lips.
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