We did it!

Well it's just after 2am as I am starting this blog. A full 22 hours after we got up to start this whole day, it is finally over.... or maybe it's just begun.

So after the last time I wrote we had alot of drama with the pain meds. At one point the epidural was only working for one side of her body. A new guy came in and fixed it. Then an hour or two later the real fun began. So we would find out later that the first anesthesiologist had put the epidural in too low. The result then was that when baby's head came down into the pelvis, all of a sudden she could feel everything. After alot of talking and pain with not very much progress from baby, I finally made the call. (I say I because Alison was in too much pain to even think). The tough decision came down to what looked like an unavoidable C-section after hours of labor or a C section right then. Looking at my wife in such pain, I said "Lets go, do it now." Then within the next hour, there we were.

Honestly it was an awful sight. A quick sight but an awful one. When they tell you not to look across the drape in a hospital, you're best off sticking with that... I only glanced but it wasn't pretty. Between the cut, the blood and the uncontrollable shaking Alison was doing, it really remimded me of that poinent scene at the end of Braveheart. Lucky for me and baby, Alison didn't drop a hankey and scream freedom like William Wallace the weenie. What she did do was get a baby extracted from her. When they got close a lady leaned over to me and said, "Would you like to see your child?" I said, "Ofcourse" and I stood up. They told me to watch our doctor and that she would be pulling the baby out soon.

"OK Dad, when they pull it out you get to make the call!"

I watched then as our doctor reached exceedingly far into my wife and out came the biggest, hairiest newborn I've ever seen. They held it up to me and the whole room went quiet as they all looked at me expectantly...

"IT'S A GIRL!"

That's right folks your old pal Spur is a dad. To a beautiful, healthy baby girl. She tipped the scales at 10 pounds 6 ounces and has a very full head of black hair. She's healthy and happy and so is her mom. I couldn't be more proud of how well Alison has done. She is a truly special woman. And for that matter, so is little Blakely Reese. Thanks for all the prayers and well wishes throughout the day. We could not have done this without the love and support of family and friends. Thanks.

Now, it's time for sleep.