LittleYO was a week late. We checked in to the hospital, ordered in food and watched movies waiting for the contractions to begin. Organized Chaos, but still organized and a great first experience. This time...this time....hahah well...
Expecting to be late with CookieYO, we already had a "Check-in" time at he hospital for Mommyyo to be induced. Never did we think anything else, especially an "ontime" birth. The due date and Dr. visit happened on May 20th. "Yep" the Dr. said. "Nothing. I'll see you next week to be induced".
MommyYO came home and shared the news of the added time we had to complete the downstairs project. We went out to dinner that night and we were pretty relaxed. I had a few drinks; enjoying and celebrating the arrival of our daughter and the 40 weeks of having a designated driver come to a close....
That night....."Babe wake up. Babe! wake up" MommyYO says. I looked at the time. It was 3am. "What the F@#$!" Are you ok?" I added! Groggy and never going through full labor pains with LitteYO we both had no idea of the natural progression of labor. It was crazy! Realizing, actually guessing it was TIME, I jumped out of bed and woke up NannaYO who came up "early" the night before to help us out with LittleYO. Thank god for NannaYO. Unprepared as I was, I jumped in my car filled up my tank (at $4.89 a gallon!)...came speeding home and loaded MommyYO, the baby car seat into the Jeep.
"Wait. Whats the address to the hospital??" I said. MommyYO now in pain and her contractions are now 7 min apart. I pulled out my phone for a quick google search. I plugged in the location into my GPS as my arm was being squeezed and her nails buried into my forearm from MommyYo pain. "Here it comes again!" MommyYO yells.....Ahhhhhhhhh!!!! Pulling out of the driveway, I knew this was going to be a crazy ride. The time 4am. "Please God, get us there safe" I thought.
Her pain increased and so did my vehicle speed. I ran every red light and was traveling 90-100 mph. "Oh god, please don't crash" I kept thinking. My GPS voice come on the radio "Make next left..." Paying more attention to MommyYO than where I was driving wiping the beads of sweat out of my eyes in the dawn of the evening, I drove as fast... The GPS come son the radio "You have arrived!" MommyYO "Where the F#$% are we? This isn't it!". I had no idea where we were! My stomach turned upside down that moment!
I saw a cop car, I stepped on the gas. I flashed my lights, honked my horn and he finally pulled over. "Officer, where are we? My wife is in labor and about to give birth. We need to get to Manhattan" The Officer replied "Your in Brooklyn and your a good 45 min away!" MommyYO " Ohh GOOODDDD" she screams! I'm not giving birth in the Ghetto! " Looking at the GPS I see the address on the screen read 5th st, not 5th Ave! "Ohhhhh my god!"...I put in the wrong address and NO... the police officer did not offer to help us!
Inside I'm beyond the freaking out stage! Thinking we are not going to make it to the hospital in time. The skin on my arm is now bleeding from MommyYO grasping it in pain. I thinking I'm going to have to deliver this baby in our jeep! I stepped on the gas to Manhattan via Brooklyn Bridge. Making the turn onto the bridge the sign read "Brooklyn Bridge Closed 1/21! "Fuck it, I'm taking it anyway! Cops converge, I'm stopped. I explain my story and was told to take Manhattan Bridge. MommyYO contractions are now 5 min apart! ...and NO the police officers did not offer to help us!
Now on the FDR north, my phone rings and it was our Dr. ( Who looks like Beyonce!)who we called to tell her we were on the way. Dr.YO "Where are you guys!?" to which I replied "Doc, we got lost, we are on the FDR we'll be there in 15 min" MommyYO now screaming "I feel like I need to push!" to which I replied " please don't do that." I hung up the fon and pressed on the gas. The time now is 4:45am.
Hazard lights on, hand on the horn now going about 80-90 mph, we get to the hospital entrance at 5:15am. I whistle for a wheelchair from the front door security guard. This guy moving at a snails pace I said "He is definitely not moving fast enough" I grab the wheelchair from him and RUN her upstairs in the elevator to the delivery room. "I feel her coming" MommyYO says "Hurry UP!"
280 Chocolate donuts and Less than 10 min later, at 5:27 am along came our princess at 8lbs 5 oz, 20' long. We made it barely!
Both MommyYO and I and LittleYO are extremely happy! Everyone is great and LittleYO has been taking to the role of being a BIG Brother fantastically!
...and so the next chapter begins!
