A while back I let you all know that my little, but wayyyy taller than me sister, Moosey, was pregnant!
It seems like it was just yesterday she told me, but yesterday morning, this was Moosey!
Baby girl was still all nice and tucked inside, just chillin' until she wanted to make her royal appearance. Tuesday Moosey had a prenatal appointment was told that "nothing was happening, come back and see us next week." For those that have been pregnant and are at the very end, where the kid is sitting on your bladder and you feel like it's head is about to break your pelvic bones, I'm sure you can imagine that this was not what Amanda wanted to hear. She was within days of her due date and wanted to meet baby girl already.
Around 3:30PM EST my phone rings. "Oh look it's Moosey." I say to myself. Then I look again and say, "OMG IT'S MOOSEY, PICK UP THE EFFING PHONE ALREADY!"
Moosey is in noticeable discomfort. She's in tears and tells me that she thinks baby girl wants to come out. At that point we're timing her contracts to about every 4 minuntes. She mentions some other things and I tell her that whilst I'm not a doctor and don't even play one TV, it's probably all related to the baby getting ready to come. Moosey mentions that she can't stand the pain and thinks she doesn't want to do it after all. I tell her, "Yep dearest little sister, you are about to have a baby! BREATHE!" And ya know, when you're in labor and someone tells you to "breath", really, all you want to do is bitch slap the person who said it. But I was on the phone. In my car. Pulled over and leaning into a snowbank. What the hell else was I going to say?
3:40PM EST Another contraction.
"Moosey, that wasn't quite 4 minutes from the last one. What did your doc say when you called him?"
Moosey tells me she hasn't called him yet. It's all been happening pretty quickly. Suddenly I have the urge to boil water and rip apart sheets. I told her she should probably call her doctor and then she lets me know that she's going to go ahead and go to the hospital. I ask if there's anyone I can call and then BAM...
3:42PM EST Another contraction.
"Dude, DUDE! That wasn't even quite two minutes apart! DUDE BREATHE!!!!"
And I'm sitting there thinking; "OMFG, OMFG OMFG she's gonna go and have that baby right there in her home in front of that pug puppy and OMFG OMFG OMFG this is not good!"
Moosey asks me if I think she can get an epidural right as soon as she walks through the door of the hospital. I told her that I thought maybe they might want to know her name first before they go around shoving catheters into her spine so be prepared for the possibility.
Moosey tells me that Emil (the boyfriend) has gotten home and they're going to head to the hospital and she asks me to call Mommily. I tell her I love her and to "BREATHE!"
Then I go slightly insane, sitting in my car, leaning against a snowbank.
I can't remember my mom's direct line into her office. So I call my little brother the Geek-Genius and I tell him that baby girl is on it's way and the first words out of his mouth are; "She better not be born on my birthday!" His birthday is TODAY. BTW, Happy Birthday Geek-Genius! Your card is in the mail.
So, I ask Geek-Genius for mom's direct line into her office and we chat for a little bit and before hanging up, because I'm still suffering from temporary insanity, I tell him to "BREATHE!"
One ringy dingy, two ringy dingy's, three ringy dingy's and no one is anwering at the law firm where my mom works. Answer the friggin phone people! I'm starting to hylerventilate! Finally some exasperated woman answers and I shout into the receiver! "BREATHE!" Seriously, I did. Then I say, "Hi this is Audrey from Maine and I need my mom right now because it's BABY DAY!" She didn't even ask who I was, instead she yelled (this must have been real classy, happening in a law firm!), "CASS IT"S TIME!!!!!"
Then commences the warnings to mommily that if she does not text/call/send up smoke signals the minute something happens I will be MOST UPSET!
I call the hubby at work and shout into the phone,"OMFGOMFGOMFGMooseyisinlaborandits
happeningreallyreallyfastandOMFGmybabysisterisgonnahavethatbabyin
thecarOMFG!"
The hubby says; "BREATHE!"
From there on out things happened with lightening speed. For all of you moms out there who had first babies where your labor was hours and hours long, you might not want to read the rest of this.
Moosey got her epidural at 7:50PM EST. She was only 2c dialated at the time.
8:18PM EST ( I wish I was joking...my first labor was 35+ hours and I'm kinda thinking baby sister sucks right now! *lol*) she was at 10c and ready to go!
8:30PM EST The phone rings. It's Moosey! First words out of my mouth were, "Is she here, is she cute? Are you OK?" To Which Moosey replies, "No I'm just chillin' waitin for the doctor to get back in so I can push. How are you? "
I am absolutely amazed at how calm and NOT IN PAIN she sounds. She says the doctor is there and she'll talk to me in a little bit.
At this point I'm bawling like a little kid because I want to be there for my sister so badly, but then I realize she sounds pretty damn good and so I sit back and wait, for what I'm assuming will be at least an hour whilst she pushes.
Yeah right.
1 big push, 1 little push and wham, shortly before 9PM EST Callie Elizabeth Ronnette is born!
Around 3:30PM EST my phone rings. "Oh look it's Moosey." I say to myself. Then I look again and say, "OMG IT'S MOOSEY, PICK UP THE EFFING PHONE ALREADY!"
Moosey is in noticeable discomfort. She's in tears and tells me that she thinks baby girl wants to come out. At that point we're timing her contracts to about every 4 minuntes. She mentions some other things and I tell her that whilst I'm not a doctor and don't even play one TV, it's probably all related to the baby getting ready to come. Moosey mentions that she can't stand the pain and thinks she doesn't want to do it after all. I tell her, "Yep dearest little sister, you are about to have a baby! BREATHE!" And ya know, when you're in labor and someone tells you to "breath", really, all you want to do is bitch slap the person who said it. But I was on the phone. In my car. Pulled over and leaning into a snowbank. What the hell else was I going to say?
3:40PM EST Another contraction.
"Moosey, that wasn't quite 4 minutes from the last one. What did your doc say when you called him?"
Moosey tells me she hasn't called him yet. It's all been happening pretty quickly. Suddenly I have the urge to boil water and rip apart sheets. I told her she should probably call her doctor and then she lets me know that she's going to go ahead and go to the hospital. I ask if there's anyone I can call and then BAM...
3:42PM EST Another contraction.
"Dude, DUDE! That wasn't even quite two minutes apart! DUDE BREATHE!!!!"
And I'm sitting there thinking; "OMFG, OMFG OMFG she's gonna go and have that baby right there in her home in front of that pug puppy and OMFG OMFG OMFG this is not good!"
Moosey asks me if I think she can get an epidural right as soon as she walks through the door of the hospital. I told her that I thought maybe they might want to know her name first before they go around shoving catheters into her spine so be prepared for the possibility.
Moosey tells me that Emil (the boyfriend) has gotten home and they're going to head to the hospital and she asks me to call Mommily. I tell her I love her and to "BREATHE!"
Then I go slightly insane, sitting in my car, leaning against a snowbank.
I can't remember my mom's direct line into her office. So I call my little brother the Geek-Genius and I tell him that baby girl is on it's way and the first words out of his mouth are; "She better not be born on my birthday!" His birthday is TODAY. BTW, Happy Birthday Geek-Genius! Your card is in the mail.
So, I ask Geek-Genius for mom's direct line into her office and we chat for a little bit and before hanging up, because I'm still suffering from temporary insanity, I tell him to "BREATHE!"
One ringy dingy, two ringy dingy's, three ringy dingy's and no one is anwering at the law firm where my mom works. Answer the friggin phone people! I'm starting to hylerventilate! Finally some exasperated woman answers and I shout into the receiver! "BREATHE!" Seriously, I did. Then I say, "Hi this is Audrey from Maine and I need my mom right now because it's BABY DAY!" She didn't even ask who I was, instead she yelled (this must have been real classy, happening in a law firm!), "CASS IT"S TIME!!!!!"
Then commences the warnings to mommily that if she does not text/call/send up smoke signals the minute something happens I will be MOST UPSET!
I call the hubby at work and shout into the phone,"OMFGOMFGOMFGMooseyisinlaborandits
happeningreallyreallyfastandOMFGmybabysisterisgonnahavethatbabyin
thecarOMFG!"
The hubby says; "BREATHE!"
From there on out things happened with lightening speed. For all of you moms out there who had first babies where your labor was hours and hours long, you might not want to read the rest of this.
Moosey got her epidural at 7:50PM EST. She was only 2c dialated at the time.
8:18PM EST ( I wish I was joking...my first labor was 35+ hours and I'm kinda thinking baby sister sucks right now! *lol*) she was at 10c and ready to go!
8:30PM EST The phone rings. It's Moosey! First words out of my mouth were, "Is she here, is she cute? Are you OK?" To Which Moosey replies, "No I'm just chillin' waitin for the doctor to get back in so I can push. How are you? "
I am absolutely amazed at how calm and NOT IN PAIN she sounds. She says the doctor is there and she'll talk to me in a little bit.
At this point I'm bawling like a little kid because I want to be there for my sister so badly, but then I realize she sounds pretty damn good and so I sit back and wait, for what I'm assuming will be at least an hour whilst she pushes.
Yeah right.
1 big push, 1 little push and wham, shortly before 9PM EST Callie Elizabeth Ronnette is born!
6lbs, 12 ozs; 18.5 inches long.
Callie Elizabeth Ronnette
Callie Elizabeth Ronnette
Isn't she darling? That's my niece!!!
Mommy and Callie
Mommy and Callie
10:30PM EST The phone rings and it's Amanda. In my mind, I have now switched from calling her "Moosey", her childhood nickname, to Amanda, her name. She is now a mother, a beaming new mother having done the most amazing, wonderful, beautiful thing a woman can do. I feel ready to burst with love and pride for my sister, my friend. She now belongs to the same sisterhood of those who have taken this same journey, that I do. We now share this amazing bond. There is no greater feeling than holding your newborn - this precious child who was once ensconced in your womb and is now in your arms.
She sounds wonderful. She is beaming. I can hear it through the phone. Nestled close to her is Callie. I hear the most precious little whimpers to ever grace the telephone lines. Mommy and baby sound blissfully content. Happy. Warm. In love.
She sounds wonderful. She is beaming. I can hear it through the phone. Nestled close to her is Callie. I hear the most precious little whimpers to ever grace the telephone lines. Mommy and baby sound blissfully content. Happy. Warm. In love.
Welcome to motherhood Amanda, and welcome to the world Callie. We've been waiting for you. I can't wait to meet you and one day tell you all the good stuff about your mom!
