She went into labor and was taken to the hospital (we call this labor AUTO-induction). She was released from the hospital at midnight and told to go home and wait for him to show up.
Jenn's whiplash has been very mild. It pays to be treated within hours of the accident and have your own resident doctor.
7:30pm - contractions have started getting regular. Jenn thinks this feels "different".
10:30am - The doctor does a balloon induction.
5:00pm - Doctor says there has been no change to the cervix and he gives her an epidural. Jenn says "Aaaaaahhhhhhh. I can't feel a thing - go ahead and stick a fork in me... I'm done!".
I've left out tons of icky stuff, suffice it to say that they used every toy
they have and there are tubes and wires coming out of every orifice in my
10:30pm - Jenn spikes a 101.7 fever. Doctor says "You have two choices: (1) I can do a C-section right now or (2) I can do a C-section later...!". At 11:00pm she is wheeled to the operating room and by 11:36 Alex has taken his first breath.
Because the doctor knew me so well, he allowed me watch the whole surgery. He knew I wouldn't faint. I'll admit that I didn't watch the actual first incision, but I saw the rest... Ick!
I was really disappointed that I couldn't perform the delivery, but it was far more important that the baby not have to endure any more stress.
I spent about five minutes with him while they checked his APGAR scores (which were 9 and 9) and cleaned him up. Then I gave him to Jenn who gave him his first kiss as he drooled in her mouth. She said "he gets that from *my* side of the family". I followed him to the nursery while they crocheted Jenn's belly.
In the nursery he continued his eerie calm. The two babies on either side of him were wailing away, arms and legs quaking with the exertion, and Alex literally just looked at them and continued cooing.
Then the nurse said "OK daddy, now don't be alarmed, I'm going to take Baby's temperature and give him his vitamin-K shot. He's going to scream but that's normal." Of course you aren't going to believe me because fathers always exaggerate how great their kids are but the fact is that when they gave him the shot he squawked once, not too loudly, and when they stuck the thermometer up his butt he didn't even wince! I have it on video!
The next day he was the same way. Just laid there looking around, wide awake, and only getting irritated if we changed his position. I asked the nurse if it was my imagination or was he very quiet? She said "this is a *very* calm baby. You sure are lucky". Whoopee!
Now I can just sit back and wait for the other shoe to drop! Let's see if he stays that way (not too much chance of that eh?). Absolutely everybody from the nurses to the maintenance guys say that Alex looks exactly like me. I can't see it, but I have apologized to him for it just in case ;->
That reminded me of a cartoon I once saw:
There's a woman holding a newborn. A guy is standing next to the bed looking worried. He asks "But how do I know it's mine?". She responds "Easy! You both have the same size penis!".
See 'ya in Vegas!