Kaden James Makoto Seavey
Arrived on January 5th 2011 weighing 8 lbs. 11 oz. and measuring 20.5 inches long!
It really is quite funny how he came to be...but if you're not up for a long read, then by all means, feel free to simply browse through the pictures.
Otherwise, pull up a chair and get comfortable!
I'll try and make it worth your while.
:)
To preface-let me say that about a month ago, I had this dream. And in that dream, the date "January 5th" popped into my head. I know it sounds hokey, but I swear it's true!
Ask my family--I TOTALLY told them about it!
Simply coincidence?
Simply coincidence?
Maybe...maybe not!
Anyway...onto my adventure for the day.
Well, due to my so-called "premonition" I went to bed on the 4th anticipating some action overnight. So, you can imagine my frustration upon waking up on the 5th to...nothing.
I got up at 6AM to get breakfast ready for Kela (because she's our early riser, she wakes up at 6 all on her own. Totally NOT a trait she got from me!). Then after a few minutes of wandering about, I started feeling "it." Not super hard at first...but strong enough to make me pause and count. The contractions were about 8 minutes apart.
Not a bad start.
I decided to lie down and wait. They continued at 6-8 minutes apart for about 2 hours...but gaining in strength. Then, at just after 9 AM, I started feeling the "pressure"...you mothers know the one, right? Worried that my bag would rupture at home again, and even though I was still about 6 minutes apart, I convinced Mitch it was time to head in to the hospital.
However, as soon as I stood up to walk outside...the contractions started pounding at 2 minutes apart. And with each lasting over a minute long...I barely had time to breathe in between!
For a 4th child, that's way too close, you know.
Thankfully, the traffic had died down by then so we made it to Kaiser Hospital in a matter of minutes. And this being my 4th, they saw the urgency and bypassed the admissions office and took me directly to the Labor and Delivery room. As Mitch was reparking the car, the nurse led me to the bathroom and helped me change into the gown and then asked me to pee in a cup. It was at this point that I told the nurse that, No...I wasn't going to make it.
She didn't believe me.
I was right.
*sorry for the graphic details here....
So, as I'm in the bathroom with the cup in my hand, baby crowns.
The nurse freaks out (seriously, she's a nurse, right?! I was more calm than her!) and pulls the emergency cord and yells at the top of her lungs for the doctor...or anybody...to come.
The midwife comes in, tells me to relax and so as I'm sitting on the (hopefully clean and sanitized) toilet, baby slides out and the midwife catches him just in time.
No splash, by the way...!
As the adrenaline of the event abates, I cut the cord and walked to the bed where the midwife finishes up with...you know, everything else.
And in walks Mitch.
He missed everything!
Poor guy...
But, all's well that ends well. Baby is healthy and most definitely, a boy!
After 3 1/2 hours of labor, he arrived safely at 9:57 AM.
On the 5th of January.
Just like my dream.
And at 39 weeks gestation, a very robust 8 lbs 11 oz.
Here's some more pictures of the eventful day...


