On Tuesday, I took Dylan to school for his 2nd day at the 1st school down the street. He was excited that he might get to go to recess for the first time. (Because on his first day, it was raining so they watched a movie instead.) I drove him to school on my way to work. I had heard that they would have the morning car circle duty workers starting at 8:15am. We parked and were there a little early for that. The doors were closed and they said we had to wait until 8:25 before they would open the doors. I didn't want to be late for work, so I showed Dylan where to stand and told him that I need to leave. He started crying and clinging to me. He wanted me to walk him all the way to his class again. I didn't want to cry, so I waited with him. He walked, holding my hand, right to his class and left me no problem. So the drop off wasn't a great experience. Dylan rarely cries and I didn't like that he was nervous for his 2nd day. I dropped Isaac off at Corrie's and got to work 5 min late. Luckily my patient was another 15 min late. I would have been so upset if I had left a crying Kindergartner outside of his not-so-friendly school to be on time for a patient who was that late! Anyway, I got a phone call from a random local number while cleaning a different patient's teeth. Between patients I listened to the voice mail. It gave me hope - it was a charter school that had a seat open for Dylan! My mind was racing. I know we're settling in to the local elementary school on our street, we had after care figured out, had pre-paid for his school lunches, and had given the $8 school supply donation to his teacher, but a potentially better school was now an option! I looked up to see if the Tae Kwon Do after care class picked up from the new school. It looked like it did! I told Steven. We emailed back and forth our pros and cons lists of disrupting Dylan's schedule, money, convenience, perks, teachers, curriculum, and lots of other things. Dylan likes to be warned about change. If I had told him, for example, that morning that I may have to leave him outside with a friend from his class, maybe he would have been okay with that.
So while I was still at work, the Tae Kwon Do van picked Dylan up from his school and took him to his class. Dylan later told us that the nice big kids helped him. I'm guessing they're the Tae Kwon Do kids, not the elementary school kids. Steven got to the Dojo in time to watch most of Dylan's class. It was crowded, yet really organized. We love Master Lee there and are glad we started Dylan there in the middle of the summer. Steven asked if they pick up at the Seminole location of the new charter school. They don't. That's not good. We had some thinking to do.
Luckily I had posted to Facebook asking for others' thoughts on the new school and Steven's cousin had seen it. He and Steven talked. His son is starting Kindergarten there too! His wife could be our after care on the two days that I work! That's perfect because Dylan can still do the Tae Kwon Do class in the evenings when it's less crowded and we can both go to watch.
On Wednesday, Steven left work early so we could go tour Plato Academy. Isaac and I went to pick up Dylan from school. Wednesdays are early release days and Kindergartners are supposed to be out 5 min before the rest of the kids. Isaac and I parked and got there early again. But once again, the doors were locked and nobody could go in or out. Eventually, some kids started coming out. There was no organization, just kids with backpacks looking up to see if they recognized a parent. They walked all the way to the crowded car line and parking lot. Even little kids weren't following a teacher. It made me nervous. Dylan's class wears cute head bands with their names on them though and the teacher leads them and she has a system to know when a kid leaves her line. They have to hand her their headband and she has to see and speak to and recognize the parent. Well, instead of 5 min before dismissal, I saw Dylan's class 5 min after! The poor teacher was frazzled and apologized that they were on the playground up until 1:30 even though they are supposed to be dismissed at 1:25. One annoyed dad asked her if they could cut recess short. I felt bad for the teacher who responded that that would not be fair to the kids. I agree. I just wonder why nobody, not even the teacher, got that memo about when school lets out. So we got our cute Dylan and drove for 15 min just to get out of the parking lot and picked up Steven at home.
We talked more about the potential change.
We pulled up into the church parking lot. It did not look like a school at all. This campus of Plato Academy is in its first year and just occupies one wing of a church. The reception staff was informative, kind, and attentive. The principal walked us into any classroom we wanted to see including the art and music rooms. We talked in the church gym where they have indoor PE when it's raining (better than a movie if you ask me) and their lunch room. We felt relaxed there. We talked to Dylan's new teacher who gave us a welcome packet, a letter about herself and the school year, and even handed Dylan a little baggie with a note explaining the symbols in the baggie. Dylan and Isaac wanted the candies and trinkets. She explained their classroom rules, procedures, and even apologized for the crafts on the kids tables. I love crafts and being knee deep in projects though! It was her break while the kids were outside, but she didn't seem rushed at all. I think she may have sealed the deal for us.
We decided to hand over the paperwork and sign up! We thought about having Dylan finish out the first week at Bardmoor Elementary, but then decided that we could go ahead and start on Friday because we may as well not put it off and could give Dylan one day first before a whole week of newness.
We went right to the uniform store, one place has the monopoly on the school uniforms there. We spent over $200 and left with a small bag of clothes. The cost of clothes was a con since we had already gotten Dylan some Target t-shirts using baby shower gift cards. Oh well.
On Thursday morning, I didn't have a scheduled first patient, so I was able to walk Dylan into his Bardmoor class for the last time. It was his teacher's birthday. I felt guilty for breaking the news that we were leaving her class, but Dylan gave her a card and Steven had written a nice break up note saying it's not her, it's us:) We did mention that she's not the reason for leaving and was one factor that made the decision more difficult.
Anyway, at Tae Kwon Do after care, Steven figured everything out with keeping Dylan in the evening class instead of after care and Master Lee was understanding and almost relieved.
The week had been so crazy already! Steven seemed to be nesting too since he spent the evenings cleaning the carpets for the baby room while I crammed in photo sessions in the evenings. I didn't go to a Relief Society (church) meeting on one of the evenings because we had been busy and stressed with school decisions and it really bothers Steven that we didn't have a baby name yet.
On Friday morning, Corrie came over after dropping Malia off at her kindergarten. I took another 1st day of Kindergarten photo with Dylan with an updated sign. Isaac wanted to pack his lunch too, so we packed him a lunch. Noah went with us while Corrie and Ivy stayed 'til we got back and we left for his 1st day at his new school!
I stepped out of my door and felt something. It sorta felt like having a period. I looked down and saw two wet spots on my pants. I hadn't sneezed or felt a baby kick, and haven't gotten any wet spots like that so that was weird. By the time I walked around the back of the car to get the kids, my whole left pant leg was wet on the inside and I was dripping warm wetness. (These are the same pants that got soaked when I had to jump in Andre's pool to save Noah.) I told the kids to climb back in the car to wait for a minute for me to call Daddy. I took a white napkin and checked. The fluid was clear and didn't smell like pee. My pee has been darker from the vitamins (or maybe I need to drink more water.) So I called Steven, "Hi, either I just peed my pants or my water broke. I'm not kidding." He asked where I was and after telling me to call the doctor, said to call the school to ask them to come to the parking lot to get Dylan from me. I didn't have the school's number on me since it was the first day. Steven hadn't programed it into his phone yet either. He looked it up for me then went to tell his supervisor that he'd be leaving to possibly go have a baby!
I called the school office and told them I thought my water broke and asked if somebody could come get Dylan from our car for me. Ms. Pam and the principal came out to get Dylan from me. Dylan left with them just fine - I'm glad he had met them and his teacher already. The ladies asked if there was anything they could do for me, and I just smiled and nervously told them no. They said Dylan could stay in after care or to call if I needed anything. They were so helpful and weren't worried about paperwork and were more like normal people than administrators.
I called my OB doctor's cell phone. He told me he would be in surgery that morning, but to go to the hospital to get checked and he'd check on me. I called Steven, then Corrie. This was a bigger deal than a breast pump piece, but we figured it out too. She called her mother-in-law who agreed to watch her kids and Isaac. I told Corrie I could take them there on my way to get checked at the hospital. She told me she was still early for work and would take them and how ridiculous I was. I called my mom, who doesn't like to get personal phone calls at work, and she was so excited! She told me it probably was my water and to keep her posted!
At home, walking around with the towel from under Dylan's car seat between my legs, I waddled to help put Isaac in Corrie's car then took a shower. I was giddy but wondering why I didn't have any labor symptoms. I called Lacey after my shower to see what I should pack in my hospital bag and why I wasn't cramping. She said I was cracking her up because I was so happy instead of being worried or in pain. She said I shouldn't worry about not having favors and a going home outfit, I should just be worried if I would have a healthy baby or not - that's all that matters. Steven came home and got the car seat and other stuff and was wondering why I was taking time to dry my hair. He sorta thought it would be a false alarm so he wasn't even going to change out of his work clothes. I didn't want to put pants on because I kept leaking. I had a towel there. Steven told me to put a skirt on and that should be a no brainer. At least he was thinking clearly - brilliant!
The drive to the hospital was fun, not what I had pictured. I was planning on laboring at home until I couldn't take it any more and knew that drive would be horrid. I put make up on instead of double checking the hospital registration paperwork we were supposed to turn in. We made plans for Don to pick up Isaac from Noah's grandma's house after Don's dental appointment at my office then for him to get Dylan from school. Thank goodness for my mom and Don and Corrie's family!
8:20 water breaks
9:45 leave for hospital
10:10 Arrive at Baby Place
10:30 Triage room 5, confirm fluids, 1cm, 50% effaced and high
11:50 pitosin
12:20 Dr. McNeill came in and checked me. 1cm, 50% effaced and high
(while waiting) tried to pick between Trey Daniel Feger and Tyler Daniel Feger
We thought of family names and added more to the mix. That's where the name "Martin" was added. It's my mom's dad's middle name. It just so happens that my brother is also named Martin. Steven asked if he thought that my other brothers would be jealous. I didn't think so. I have good brothers and sisters.
3:30 ask for epidural, 2cm dilated
4:00 epidural by Dr. Confident
4:30 5cm!
5:30 my mom got there and said she was going to cry. She left her class a half hour early.
5:35 Dr. McNeill got there and got dressed to deliver
5:44 Dr. McNeill, the best OB doctor ever, delivered our baby!
6:26 nursed for 20 min on left
7:00 nursed a little on right7:15 Steven held him
head 34cm (or 13-1/2")
chest 31cm (or 12")
belly 29-1/2cm (or 11-1/2")
Got to mom and baby room 16
Isaac was excited to see him and wanted to hold him.
The visitors left and Steven and I had some alone time with our little guy. He was sound asleep. I don't much care for the hospital blankets/hats, but he hadn't had his bath yet so I waited to take pictures of him.
Then I realized I could convert to black and white later.
I love that he has the ink still on his feet - he's so new!
I couldn't take not having a cute cuddly picture of my baby, so I put my hat and blanket on him real quick and took a picture of him on my lap. That's about the time the nurse came in. She was appalled that I was dressing him when he was still dirty. Isn't he the sweetest little angel cuddly baby boy ever?!
11:45 sleep
And THAT was an eventful day!!
12am woken up for vitals
3am glucose check, low
3:05 nursed 20 min and stared at me - so cute!
3:45 glucose check, 54
4:15 vitals on me
5 brought restless Tyler slept with me in my bed
6 glucose check, 58
6:05 nurse for 10 min on right
6:30 blood work on me
6:45 asked if Tyler ate
7:15 birth cert info - officially Tyler Martin Feger!
7:25 go ahead and ordered breakfast since I keep getting interrupted! A total of 4 hours of sleep if I add it all together. The worst interruption was to ask how room service was. Did they have to bother us for that?
So that's a long enough post. Of course my baby boy is so cute. I love to kiss him. He sleeps so well now, he eats well too. Everything is falling into place even though it was a little stressful worring about rescheduling photo shoots, getting the baby room together, finding substitutes for church and work, getting Dylan school supplies and to and from school, etc - but I think this is the way it's supposed to be. My body was pretty much at done so it is really happy now. I can't believe he's still supposed to be in there!
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