Carl was born on Wednesday, June 23, weighing in at a hefty 8 lbs. 9 oz. I am going to write this blog entry because Beronica is too humble to accurately say how awesome she was through the whole process and too nice to say how stupid was I. I also write for the benefit of some family members and friends that currently have pregnant wives and probably don't want to spend the weeks following the birth of their newborn sleeping on the couch.
Beronica has been feeling contractions for the past month. Monday, they intensified significantly. At her final appointment, the midwife instructed Beronica to walk as much as possible. Hence, between Friday, June 18, and Carl's birth, she was a woman on a mission, walking up and down the hills of Makakilo, probably logging a marathon or two--literally!
Greg's an idiot scene #1The most intense contractions in the week leading up to Carl's birth usually occurred between midnight and 2am. At 1am on Tuesday Beronica woke me up. She said that she thought her water bag broke. With one eye open, I leaned up in bed, looked at a damp (but not soaked) bed sheet, looked back at my insanely comfortable pillow, and concluded that Carl must have been on her bladder. Beronica, being the sweet, loyal wife, listened to me, (probably for the last time in our marriage) rinsed off, and went and laid down on the couch.
During the ensuing 24 hours, Beronica did a terrible amount of walking with her mom, her midsection contracting all the while. We went to sleep early that evening.
Greg's an idiot scene #2Beronica and I woke up at about 1am. She said that her contractions were stronger when she lays in bed than when she sits on the couch. I thought, logically, it would make sense to sit on the couch. Apparently, telling your pregnant, laboring wife to go sit on the couch in the middle of the night while you sleep in bed is not a good idea!
Beronica takes charge scene #1At about 5am I got dressed to go to PT. Beronica and I watched the end of an amazing US soccer game with her dad, and I prepared to leave. That's when Beronica got serious, putting in action the "if you want something done right..." cliche. She knew my job was to get her to the hospital and that I was derelicting my duty. With fire in her eyes and command in her voice, Beronica took charge, "Call your work and tell them we're going to the hospital! Put my bag in the car and let's go. If we wait any longer, Carl will be born in a traffic jam!" At that point I made the first intelligent decision in 72 hours--I did as I was told.
Beronica takes charge scene #2 Greg's an idiot scene #3We just beat traffic, arriving at Tripler Army Medical Center (that's the hideous pink building in northern Honolulu that can be seen from practically anywhere on island) at approximately 6:30am. Beronica and I went into the screening room where the hospital would decide whether she was far enough along to admit us. I was trying to help Beronica breathe. About three weeks ago, Beronica said that we should brush up on our Lamaze. I assured her that I was already an expert, showing her the different breathing techniques for the corresponding stages of labor. As Beronica's pain intensified, all that I could remember was to breathe in through the nose and exhale through the mouth--I don't think that is even a Lamaze technique. During one particularly excruciating contraction in the screening room, Beronica fired her coach and took charge, "Not that one, do the other one. I'm about to give birth!" I froze! Luckily, Beronica didn't, helping me through the different breathing techniques.
The midwife then checked Beronica and their ensuing conversation still gives me the chills:
Midwife: "Well, your baby's head is really high up.....
Beronica: "Does that mean you're not going to admit us?"
Midwife: "But, your dilation is 7 and your water bag has already broken. Do you have any idea when that might have happened?
Beronica: "Yesterday, at about 2am."
Midwife: I'm going to go run down the hall to find a room for you."
Beronica: "I feel like I want to push!!!"
Greg: (inaudible)
A nurse pulled Beronica's mom out of the waiting room to join us. Alma asked the nurse if we were going to have a baby today. The nurse replied that we were going to have a baby in about 20 minutes. About 1o minutes later, Beronica pushed little Carl into this world--without an epidural, without pain medication, and without a competent Lamaze coach. He is beautiful.
Beronica was amazing throughout the delivery and the weeks leading up to it. She did so well that the nurses couldn't stop praising her. They kept saying, "That's how it's done sister." And Beronica's midwife told her that she wished she had recorded the delivery to use it as an instructional video.
Currently, Carl is doing well, healthy, eating like a champ (it took him only a matter of seconds to begin nursing), sleeping, and, most importantly, letting Beronica sleep.
Beronica is recovering well. This was her first delivery without the sublime assistance of narcotics. She doesn't plan on doing it again and doesn't recommend it to anyone (though secretly I think she wants me to go through it!)
Savvy did do it too (not the waves though.) She paddled like a champ.
Here's our baby Carl with his daddy. I just love it. I heard Carl crying and I walked in our room and saw him not crying but happy, content playing with his dad. I had to get a picture of him holding his head right up and thought oh how cute he looks with Greg.
For FHE Chase drew Carl a cute picture of him taking care of Carl. Chase is being a good older brother:) This weekend Chase tells me, "Mom, can you have another baby boy so we can be the 3 ninjas." I just have to laugh about it. He's not going to let me have a brake from being pregnant. Sorry Chase, he wont have his third ninja any time soon.
Savvy does have a black eye. The day after her b-day Chase and her ran into each other and Chase got her right on her eyebrow and she got a BIG knot. It was really ugly.Poor little Savvy her eye was shut for 3 days:(
I am so in love with this little turtle and the kids just LOVE him too. Oh daddy loves him too:)
Daddy with Carl all ready to go home.
The kids came over to visit their baby brother. Greg said they where so excited to see him. Savvy and Chase have been so good to him. They are in love with Carl. Savvy is being a big sister with helping get his diapers and wipes. Both threw Carl's daipers in the trash and made sure he is okay whiling he is sleeping.
Carl didn't like his first bath that much:)
Carl with grandma after his bath.
When I saw this picture
I looked at Savvy's new born pictures and saw how much they look alike as new borns.
Grandpa with Carl. 
We need to take more pictures of Carl and will continue to post more. Carl is changing everyday.
