On Wednesday, Lauri had a check-up with the doctor. After he checked things over he simply asked Lauri, "How about coming in tomorrow at 5:00am for an induction." The doctor had already told us that Lauri would probably be going in for an induction, so this wasn't a complete surprise. We just went with what the doctor said. After a blessing from Lauri's Uncle Gwain and myself and almost no sleep during the night, we left for the hospital at 4:45 am. We filled out paperwork, got Lauri hooked up to an IV, and the nurse did some check-ups before things got started. Lauri made sure that she got the epidural before things really got started. After that they started her on the petocin, a chemical that helps start contractions, and by about 9:00ish the doctor came in
I'll tell you what, I have not seen Lauri so calm and relaxed and comfortable after she recieved the epidural. At least, she hasn't ever been quite like she was during most of her pregnancy. We sat and
waited and waited and waited and waited for something to happen. We became pretty good friends with some of the nurses. We watched TV and a movie. Lauri's mom was there with us for part of the time as well. Lauri and I both sle
pt, as much as you can while waiting in great anticipation. The clock turned from 9 am to 9pm pretty quickly without much progress. Lauri started out dilated to a 2 and had only gone to about a 4 during that time (for those who don't know, you have to be at a 10 in order to start the pushing process). The did tell us that the cervix had gotten really thin though, about 90%. From 9pm on, we were really worried that Lauri might have to have a C-section. The nurses told us that they wait until 18-24 hours after the water breaks to do that and that our doctor would be patient and wait to see what happened first before having to go into something like that. We prayed that everything would go well and that Lauri wouldn't have to have a C-section (and the Lord blessed us!)

Somewhere around 10pm I was really tired from doing nothing and not really sleeping that I laid down to get some rest. About an hour later, I woke up to Lauri having a hard time and in lots of pain. It seemed that the epidural was wearing off and not alleviating the pain. We're really lucky because we had taken the advice of Lauri's Aunt Gale to study LaMas. You're never sure what might happen, she said. (I woul
d give the same advice to anyone else after going through what we did.) So we started going through the "he he hooos" of breathing. I'm sure that the only way that I remembered what to do was because the Lord reminded me of it. From then on out, we had to continue using breathing techniques until Lucy wa
s born. They did give Lauri more medication, but she tells me that it didn't really help much. Everything really hurt. I'm really proud of Lauri! It's not an easy thing to do what she did, especially coming in with the expectation that she wouldn't feel much of the pain.
There was rapid progress during the first hour of doing our breathing. They checked Lauri and told us that she had drastically changed from a 4 to a 9 and that she was really close. The doctor does a rest and descend approach. This means that he has the m
other wait for about an hour before starting to push and during that time the baby comes further out of the uterus. Lauri was so exhausted that she probably couldn't push for that long anyway. We kept on using the breathing techniques and then a nurse eventually came in to start the pushing. I had no choice, the nurse had me become part of the process (I'm glad I was though because I felt much more involved). I helped hold up her legs and push them to her chest as she pushed with everything that she had. After a few rounds of pushing the nurse checked and saw that Lauri was making great progress and sent for the doctor.
I was never expecting so many people to come in. We had the doctor, two or three nurses, and a respiratory specialist. They set everything up and we started the pushing process once again. It seems like Lauri only pushed for about a 1/2 hour. The doctor used forceps to turn Lucy the right way and to save Lauri some energy to not push for so long. Again, I am so proud of my wife. As exhausted as she was from all of the breathing exercises and waiting all day long, she still was able t
o give her all so that Lucy was born. There were times when she said she wanted to give up. "I'm done. I can't do this." were many of
the things that she repeated, but she never gave up. Just like she always says, "I can do hard things because I've done them before." This is probably the hardest thing she's ever done in her life.
I watched the whole thing. Again, I helped with the pushing. I saw the progress Lauri made with each push. I saw Lucy's head starting to come out, with all of her dark hair. Her head was huge, at least in comparison to what she was coming out of. And then she came out. I
Right now I am sitting here writing this and have Lucy on my lap. Similar to many things in life, I have made the realization that I love this precious little girl more right now than I did the day she was born. I also know that through the years, I will love her more the
n than I currently do at this moment. I feel very grateful to my parents, for all of their hard work in raising me. I hope that I can carry on their tradition of the love and compassion that they have showed me to my little girl. Such is the cycle of life.
