Quinn's Debut

A week overdue, an ambulance, and a tee time. Quinn's Debut...

In a few hours Quinn will be a week old. At this time last Tuesday I wasn't even in labor yet. Her debut was pretty fast. Here's how it went:

We spent the day having lunch with friends, visiting the dinosaur exhibit and checking out the tiny turtles at the La Quinta Civic Center. I asked The Huzband if he'd be home from work early today. When he asked why, I said "I want to have a baby tonight." He had the next two days off from work so I wanted to take advantage of his time off, plus, I was done. I would be a week overdue the next day, and I was ready to meet our new princess.

Tristyn took this (blurry) pic of me at 5:28 that evening. Twelve hours later, that belly would be no longer!

From Logic. Math. Reality.

About 1:30am I started contracting. They were immediately regular, but far enough apart I knew I had some time. I was exhausted, so I tried to sleep in between contractions after logging them on my iPhone.

Tristyn woke up while I was getting my things together to head to the hospital, and she asked if it was time. I told her yes, and she ran excitedly to tell her dad. It was then that I realized we had an hour drive in order to drop Tristyn off at my parents on the way to the hospital in Palm Springs, and this was the first night of the scheduled road closures on the 10 for construction. Suddenly I knew that I wouldn't make it in time, and the contractions immediately got crazy strong, and I had the urge to push. I told Mike to call for an ambulance. He was on the phone when my water broke.

They wheeled me into the ambulance and Mike and Tristyn followed in the truck. My dad was to meet them at the hospital to bring T back to their house, but he didn't make it in time. We arrived at the hospital at 5:20am. Quinn was born at 5:30am. 9 pounds 7 ounces, no drugs, Tristyn waiting for her Papa in the waiting room holding a nurses hand. Mike cut the cord, Quinn & I got cleaned up, and I was ready to go home! Not that they'd let us. But I felt like I could shower and walk outta the place with my fam of 4 like it was a Jiffy Lube 30 minute service. Yeah, they all laughed at my idea. Then they put a lojack tag on my baby!

Quinn got her first bath, Mike attempted some photography (not his forte) and we all hung out before Q decided it was time for a nap. I followed suit after I told Mike he should go home and shower so he could make his 10:00am tee time. Yes folks, The Dad was golfing 5 hours after his daughter was born, and he golfed with *my* dad, and my dad didn't even let him win on this morning of his daughters birth!

Here's Tristyn holding Quinn for the first time:

From Logic. Math. Reality.