Taylee's Excellent Adventure

Taylee Pearl Neuberger

7 lbs. 6 0z.
19 inches

Warning: if you hate labor stories just go ahead and skip this one! ;) I just want to get it down before I forget (although that's not really likely anytime soon)!

Taylee made quite the entrance into the world this morning. I woke up with contractions around 3:30. I have been having a lot of contractions over the last couple weeks. In fact on Friday, I had them most of the day. I could tell these were different, but for some dumb reason, just thought I could wait a little while. I think in the back of my mind, I was thinking we could get Jack off to school in a few hours and take Aiden to my sister's house before going in to the hospital.

I took a shower around 5:30 to help with the pain. I went back downstairs to lay down and see how I felt. Jeff woke up, and we decided we better get to the hospital. He called my sister and asked if we could bring the kids over. Sometime between then and getting into the car, I realized we probably wouldn't have time for that. We raced to the hospital (and when I say raced I mean Jeff topping the good old mini-van out at 100 mph - it will probably never be the same).

We went in through the ER where they threw me in a wheelchair and ran me screaming down to labor and delivery. Seriously. I was screaming. I'm highly embarrassed about it now, but at the time it just felt right, you know? I mean I've seen it done in movies and on TV, so why shouldn't I be able to do it too? ;) Honestly, whenever I've seen scenes like that, I really thought that no one acts that way; that doesn't really happen. Oh, I'm here to tell you it does! I think I woke the whole hospital up. And I pride myself on being able to take pain without too much whining. Well my pride went right the heck out the window on that one!
We finally got to L&D after what seemed like miles and miles of halls. My water broke right by the nurses' station. They quickly wheeled me into a room, got me onto the bed and told me not to push. Yea, right. That baby was coming whether I was pushing or not. I could not help it, I had to push. One time and she was out. I think the nurse barely had time to catch her!

It was such a shock that it all happened so fast. We arrived at the hospital a little after 6:30 and the baby was born at 6:40. Jeff missed the whole thing because we had the kids with us. My sister met us at the hospital to pick them up, but by then the baby had already made her grand entrance.

After they checked her out in my room and let me hold her for a few seconds, she had to go to the NICU because there was meconium in the amniotic fluid and her oxygen saturation levels were low. She has had to stay there all day and at least for tonight so they can continue to observe her and get those levels back up to normal.

One good thing about not having an epidural is that I could get up and go see her (that's pretty much the only good thing though ;)). I got to hold her this afternoon.
She is an absolute cutie pie. And definitely worth all the pain, tears and screaming!