Parenthood: Day 1

We had our weekly doctor's appointment yesterday, and our doctor gave us the option to be induced early due to the size of our baby. Once this option was introduced I knew that there was no way Kellie was going to pass up the chance to be done with this pregnancy. In addition to the size of the child, by inducing last night we almost guaranteed the doctor we were most familiar with delivering our first child.

I got home from work around 6:30 and we gathered what was needed for our hospital stay, took care of the dogs, grabbed a nice meal, and headed to Swedish Medical Center. We checked into triage, and were greeted by a team of genuinely nice nurses who took us to our suite. The room was really quite nice. Our nurse, Rachel, got Kellie set up on an IV and we enjoyed several episodes of Family Guy to take our minds off the upcoming responsibility of raising another human being. I like to think it was an omen of good things to come that the Peanut Butter Jelly Time episode of Family Guy was the last thing we watched before we went to sleep. I find it impossible not to be in a good mood after watching that.

I woke up around 5:00 AM to participate in a conference call for a client. In my defense, at the time I got on the call we were told we probably still had several hours as Kellie was not dilated yet and our doctor would not be in until 8:00 AM. I stepped out at 5:30 AM, called in, put the call on mute, and listened. About 6:00 AM Rachel let me know that they were going to run some standard tests on Kellie to see if she was any further along in case I wanted to be present. Since my call was on mute I decided to go back in the room. Turns out that Kellie was now dilated 6CM. I quickly hit the big red END button on my iPhone screen, shut off the laptop and got ready to meet our first child.

Kellie had mentioned that she was in a lot of pain. Our nurse team asked if she wanted an epidural. Kellie quickly answered yes. By this time the on-call doctor was checking Kellie's dilation and in the last 3 minutes she had become fully dilated. I will never forget what Rachel (our RN) said: "Let's forget about an epidural, what do you say we have this baby." I remember thinking "this is our nightmare." However, Kellie was awesome, the nurse team was awesome, the doctor was awesome, and thirty five very intense minutes later we had a beautiful baby boy.

Edison James Pryor entered this world at 6:40 AM weighing 8 pounds and 3 ounces. EJ got to spend the first several minutes of his life bonding with his mom. I was lucky enough to hang out with the little guy for the rest of the morning. Here are some things that I have learned about my son so far:

1. Hospitals do not like it when you walk around the halls with newborn babies. Apparently, if you walk a newborn by a elevator people assume you are in the business of stealing babies. I of course am not.

2. He really seems to like the Wu-tang Clan. We listened to half of the Wugazi mash-up together and he likes it almost as much as me. Almost.

3. The NFL lockout ended yesterday, and my kid doesn't seem to care too much about Matt Hasselback's future. This puts him in the same bucket as roughly 50% of Seahawks fans.

4. He shares a birthday with one of our favorite people, Brian Wire. Happy Birthday to you too, B.

We are super excited to introduce this kid to the world. We expect to leave the hospital tomorrow, and we will see just how prepared Kellie and I really are.

Ray

3 weeks left, a healthy household, and the wisdom of B.I.G

At the time of our last post we had a dog that could not walk stairs (our home has 50+ stairs), Kellie was feeling the wrath that is 8 months of pregnancy, and work was requiring a lot of time and energy from me.

I sometimes refer to our family as "my team" and Team RPTre was not looking so good. When I asked Kellie how things were, her response was "Your team sucks right now." I reminded her that I had a 5 star recruit on the way, and while that seemed to bring a smile to her face, it did not eliminate any of the stress filled events in our lives.

However, we kept a positive attitude and our situation has improved. Not only can Murphey climb steps again, he is right back to his old ways of seat stealing.

More importantly, Kellie seems to be feeling as good as can be expected. We start seeing the baby doctor weekly after our appointment today. So far, all of the news we have received has been positive and "normal," so we will hope for more of that.

Jordan and Hillary threw us a couples baby shower, and we were amazed at the generosity of  our friends in Seattle. Our little one really made out like a proverbial bandit with loads of toys, diapers, books, and a hooded bath towel that resembles a dragon. Hillary even managed to find good barbecue in Seattle for the shower/cookout, which is an accomplishment that Kellie and I have been unable to achieve in two years of living here.

Overall, life seems to be going really well. As Kellie noted in her previous post, we celebrated her birthday in late June. Coincidentally, on the day of Kellie's birthday a newly opened restaurant downtown decided to grace the sidewalks of the Emerald City with a quote from a Notorious B.I.G song. While this may not apply to everyone (read: anyone) the concept that there are going to be good days and there are going to be less than good days, but if you work hard and keep your head up you will have more good days than bad days does apply to us all.

I hope everyone reading is able to drink champagne when you are thirsty.

RP