On 2-2-11 Jack Thomas Rooney made his arrival in a hurry! We couldn't be happier! This week has been an amazing rollercoaster ride and I just have to laugh looking back. It all began with an ice storm that was plowing it's path right to Indy. When I heard this news and all the warnings, I told Pat "you watch I will deliver this baby in the next 4 days" sure enough he came in the middle of it. I went to work on Monday and actually stayed at home on Tuesday because of the ice. Outside looked like ice rinks and being 39 weeks pregnant it was too dangerous to risk it. My coworkers were actually asked to stay the night at the hospital to keep a "skeleton" crew bc the roads were so bad. I cleaned and cleaned our house going stir crazy from being cooped up all day. That night we were watching a moving and light contractions started and I knew right then and there he was on his way. The contractions started around midnight ad weren't too painful at first. I tried to walk, sleep, do anything and they just stuck around. Pat went to sleep, and I started timing. Suddenly they got very regular and strong and were 4-5 minutes apart. I woke Pat up and called my OB. Dr. Boyce said to head to the hospital to get checked especially in the middle of this storm who knows how long it would take. At this point it was sleeting and our driveway was an ice rink. I hopped in the shower and Pat started packing the car. I could tell by the look on Pat's face that the ride to the hospital wasn't going to be fun and he told me he had just wiped out in our own driveway. On our way there was NO ONE on the roads during this ice emergency except the ice trucks. Poor tired Pat walked me to the doors of OB then ran to park the car, as I started to walk in I realized that the doors we were going in are closed through the night so I called him and his cell phone was in my purse. So he had to iceskate back to the car pull around get me in and off to the Er parking lot we went. We were sent to OB triage and I wasn't dilated at all. They kept me until around 6am and sent us home in the ice storm :(. They said to come in when my contractions were stronger and 2-3 minutes apart. We slowly made our way home and in the car I felt like my contractions were getting stronger and even closer together. Pat laid down for a few and I couldn't sleep, I just had a feeling this little boy was on his way! I started timing the contractions and they were 2-3 minutes apart and getting stronger. I told myself to wait until 830 when our Dr. office opened and I could call and just get checked at an appointment there. It took forever but FINALLY it was 830 Pat had to call the Dr. office for me because it was getting difficult to talk through the contractions. He tried to stay calm while he told me the Dr. office was closed because of the ice and the oncall Dr. should be calling us back. I was trying not to panick and didn't want to be "that girl" going back to the hospital for false labor 6 times in one day. I spoke with Dr. Smidt and she said come in immediately or Mr. Rooney may be delivering at home.
We got back to St. Francis and they checked my cervix immediately. I was 90% effaced and 3 cm dilated~~thank God I wasn't crazy and WAS in labor! They admitted me and we started making phone calls. Being only 3 cm at around noon the Dr. told us it could be around midnight or later so no one had to rush in. They switched our rooms and things started happening pretty quickly. The Dr. came in before my epidural and broke my water. At that point I was dilated to a 4. The contractions got stronger and stronger and finally I needed some relief. Unfortunately, I didn't know that before the epidural I needed labs and full IV bag of a certain medication. The nurses couldn't get a vein to save their lives. They kept rolling and the contractions were getting stronger and stronger, finally they got one in my hand. My blood pressure was getting really high and little Jacks heart rate started deceling so they finally got the epidural. The epidural wasn't as bad as I thought it would be, but she did have to put alot of pressure to get through the bone~yuck, but at that point I really didn't care. Since I was at a 4 the Dr. said she would be back in a few hours to check on me, she said usually it takes 1 cm 1 hour to dilate so it would be later in the night. I felt like the contractions were still pretty strong with the epidural, but atleast most the major pain was gone! The nurse checked and said I was at 5cm. Everyone was at the hospital and it was just a waiting game. My favorite coworkers came and visited and suddenly the nurse and Dr. walked in like they had seen something on a screen and asked them to leave. The nurse then checked me and it was an hour from my last check. She said "oh my gosh your at a 10!" my heart rate immediately went up because I honestly thought it would be hours and hours of waiting and Pat said, "like the ten where she pushes??" My mom and Dana weren't even in the room. Suddenly carts and carts of utensils and baby warmers were brought in. Huge lights and mirrors came down from the ceiling and this was really happening. His head still wasn't all the way down so the Dr had the nurse do some practice pushes with me to get his head lower. Sure enough his head moved down and the Dr. walked in right when they could say that he had a full head of DARK hair! I knew he was definitely on his way when I saw how quickly the Dr. was getting ready and how quickly the nurses were moving to prepare. My blood pressure was still very high so the doctor only let me push every other contraction and I would tell her would I could feel a contraction. Pat and my mom were by my head and helped raise my legs and head up to push. Who knew that 10 seconds could last so long! We did 3 sets of 10 with every other contraction. Things moved pretty quickly and about 45 minutes in I did one really big push and his head was crowning. I never thought I'd want to watch or see anything, but my mom and Pat looked and they didn't faint (ha) so they pulled the mirror down so I could see and the Dr. even let me feel his little head full of hair. I did one more huge push and she said to stop and that his head was out! They suctioned him and turned him and I did one more light push and out he came. The umbilical cord was around his neck, so my mom was panicking and couldn't watch. Pat cut the umbilical cord and he started to scream and scream, it was the best noise I have ever heard! They were reaching to put Jack on my belly and he started to poop :) right then and there I should've known he'd have his father's bowels. Since he was doing great on his apgars they could do most of the work/cleaning on him on me. He looked great, his little hands and feet were a little blue but he was just warm and wet no blood, no white stuff, just perfect! I cradled him and the amazing part is how they already know your voice. He was just looking right up at me almost like "so YOUR who I've heard for the last 9 months". They took him to weigh him and Pat didn't let him out of his site. When they weighed him he peed everywhere...atleast we know his little plumbing is working on both ends! The cleaned him up and wrapped him in a blanket and handed him to his dad. That was my favorite moment was looking over and seeing Jack all warm and toasty and Pat carrying him. They both were so content and happy that it made me melt!
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