This morning, we were calmly getting ready to give the kids breakfast, when Shifra casually tells me that she hasn't felt movement all night. This obviously threw me into a panic, and within 7 minutes, Ayala came and we were off to the hospital. Eitan told Shifra when we told him that we were going to the hospital that if Shifra was scared she should close her eyes and think of something happy. The drive was exhilirating (haven't driven that non-conservatively since before my accident, and certainly not driven into a Tzomet on a red light before but 1. Beit Chanina and 2. we were in a huge rush, and it was only a second after it turned red. ) We sang Hallel on the way to calm ourselves down, but obviously terrified of the worst.
Baruch Hashem, the monitor showed that all was good, and we were able to breathe. They made us do a long monitor, and then gave her a tablet (sort of Nava and the Pez style), and sent us to a room in another department while we waited for it to kick in.
The day went by kind of slowly but we enjoyed ourselves with phone games like backgammon and soccer pros, walks through the hospital, reflexology twice, and hanging out, chilling, and here and there, ignoring each other while being on our phones. Ayala also came pretty early in the day which was nice. During reflexology, about 10 seconds into the relaxing music, I fell straight asleep, and the next thing I remember was the music stopping because she had to go. Somewhere along the way, she noticed my snoring.
Later on, her and her mum went outside, and I took over the bed for a solid hour and a half sleep. It's tough being the man. We spoke to the kids, they are at my parents. Hadar is super excited to be staying in Ephraim's room. She's gonna be the best big sister.
Around 8 pm, Dov and Limor came along, and we ate at the new restaurant at the hospital. I had a hamburger with assado and fried onions on top, and it was freaking delicious.
Then they let us know we could go to the delivery room, which is the room next to where Eitan's was (which is good because I want no part of that room - looked like Hiroshima 1945 when we were done in there). We are now at 3 cm, and looking forward to a great night - looking like we will not make it during my parents anniversary but I think thats ok.
UPDATE: Baby was born, at exactly 3 Kilo, exactly between the other two. I would be lying if I said I didn't get emotional about this one, especially considering our fears this morning. As I held her, the emotions flooded through me, and a couple tears needed to be dealt with. What a miracle.
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