Tuesday started like any other day. Wake, shower, groom, eat, work. Just as a precaution, we packed up the car and took a few photos.
After that, we headed to the OB for our non-stress test. Max gave us a few little scares when his heart rate went from 140 down to 100 and back up again. In came the OB, and out came the words, “I think we’re having this baby today…”
After a moment of mild shock, we found ourselves taking an unreasonably safe drive to the hospital. We checked in and found ourselves in a labor and delivery room. Then we were whisked away to the high-risk doctor. Then, about 15 minutes later, they told us it was time.
Then, about an hour later…
I’ll let the pictures tell the story from here on.
Then everything calmed down for a while, he ate a little, he slept a lot, dad changed his first diaper (before passing out…not related), mom worried a lot, and there was a lot of beeping from hospital equipment.
It’s been a good day.