Noah came into the world on Saturday January 16th at 1:57am. Weighing 7lbs 3oz and measuring 20.5 inches already he was bigger than his brother when first born.
The Name
The moment we found out we were having another boy I knew I wanted a strong classic name that was not too common. I already had a few names in mind that Tim and I had both discussed, however on our search for a name for our new son I came upon the name Noah, as I read the name I immediately felt the impression that this is who he was. He was Noah already, and it was like "DUH" how did I not see it sooner.
His middle name is also a little unique, it is my father in law's middle name (which is his mother's maiden name). I loved the sound of the two names together and hope he inherits more than just the name from his grandpa B.
The Pre-Birth
Two weeks before Noah was born Dean had been sick and throwing up 2 nights in a row. I had not had a good night sleep in weeks, and I felt I was coming down with something. I felt horrible. As I went to bed that night I prayed that I would not go into labor that night, I knew I would not be strong enough to go through labor that day. 20 minutes later I started contractions.
I was at the hospital with contractions that dilated me to almost 5cm but produced no labor. They had been caused by a stomach bug that was going around. The ride to the hospital was fun as with every contraction we had to stop the car so I could vomit on the side of the road. I left my mark in every little town from Nunda to Warsaw. A week later I was in the hospital again with contractions and false labor. They sent me home after a couple hours, still with contractions and no drugs! HOW DARE THEY!
The Birth
I almost dont even want to write this because the memory of it all still haunts me...hehehe.
I was traumatized from being at the hospital already twice, so when I felt the first contraction I decided to wait. The next contraction was so strong I woke Tim up. We left for the hospital a few minutes later. The ride to the hospital was the worst and most painful experience Ive ever had. I held on tight to the seat of the car as I endured the most excrutiating pain.
As we got to the hospital Tim ran out of the car to go get someone to come help. I saw him leave and unaware of how long he would be I attempted to get out of the car. I fell to the ground and then saw someone running over with a wheel chair. They put me on the wheel chair and started running. It was like being in a movie, the nurse literally ran into the maternity room and yelled "we need a room now", everyone started to run, then they picked me up and put me on the bed. I was expecting to have to endure this pain for a few more hours and begged for pain killers. The doctor said "Lorna, there is no time for that, we are delivering this baby now, on the next contraction I need you to push". SAY WHAT?
By the time Tim made it to the room I was already pushing. 20 minutes later Noah was born. No IV, no hospital gown, no drugs, not even a lowsy motrin.




