What the heck!!??  July 17th, my wife’s birthday. Started normal but went from 0 to 60 in no time.

     Went to workout then went to get the car washed and went to the store and bank. Come home to wake up my wife with the flowers, card and balloon that I had bought while out. Yeah seemed last minute but it wasn’t. I knew what I was getting her but I could not buy it and just bring it home and hide it haha. So I tell the wife to get ready were going out to breakfast. We head to this really awesome place called ,Crepe Expectations, freaking epic I tell you! Elvis crepe: peanut butter, bacon, bananas and caramel drizzle on top!

We leave there and I drive her to this place called Belly Bliss. They specialize in massages for pregnant woman. Yeah we all heard it, to be careful not to get a deep massage because it could induce labor. I had asked them and told them my wife was in her third trimester is it still safe to go. “Yeah we do women almost all the way up to mere weeks before.” was the response I got. They got her all set and I went off to the store for two hours. I come back, pay and we leave. Chelsea told me on the drive to the next location that her underwear were kinda wet but it may have been the oil or sweat from the massage. She wasn’t concerned about it so we decided to keep with the plans I had for the day.

Arrive at my coworkers house so they can do her hair since she hasn’t been able to get out much. They do her eyebrows and start the foils in her hair to bleach it. Midway through about 45 mins of being there Chelsea starts to say she feels like her braxton hics might of came back  and that her back was hurting. So she gets up because she needs to pee and BAM! water broke right there. She freaks out the hair chick freaked out and I semi freaked out but then saw the look in her face and knew I had to keep calm. We wash her hair out, take all the foils out and rush out the door.

GPS says hospital is ten minutes away, floor it in that direction. My mind was racing 90 miles a minute thinking everything from the worst to the best possible situations. We knew we could have a preemie but we never expected it to happen before she had her stitches in her cervix taken out. I almost go in the wrong direction because of GPS. Make sure you check and see where the hospital is at and major streets around it and where to park before hand. Most couples do it a month or two before, we never got the chance. I find the hospital and pull into the front, they have VALET YES!  park the car in front swing open the door run inside for the wheelchair, tell the valet guy thanks! Run to the elevator and go in. We didn’t know where the labor and delivery rooms where so we asked a nurse on the elevator and she said third floor. Press button for third floor. She gets off on the second floor and as shes getting out she says oh wait it’s here. Doors close, “Mother fucker” go to third still we look and say “It doesn’t look like this is it” Rush to the elevator and push 2nd floor. Run out, go to the doors, “This isn’t the floor”, says my wife. Rush back to the elevator and push 4 thinking maybe it is that one. I leave wife in the elevator and run out to these doors. Nope not it. Run back to the elevator, “It’s got to be the third floor!” Run to the main entrance doors again. YUP !! Success! Go to the main desk and tell the nurses what happened and they quickly find us a room. They looked pissed because they had already had a full wing of woman giving birth. Get in the room , on call doctor comes in and looks at wife.

7cm dilated and he can see the head and hair coming out. It’s all systems GO !! I call my mom and her mom tell them they need to hurry to get to the hospital because the baby was coming out today. About an hour goes by they get all the IVs in and finally give her the epidural. Family comes but they got shooed away by the nurses before making it to the room. I tell them I will come get the moms when things are ready to go. HA ! too late things were already to go as soon as they gave her the epidural. My poor wife felt every single bit, the epidural didn’t give her a break at all.

The amount of screaming from the doctor to for my wife to push and the amount of screaming and crying from my wife was immense. Shit got real. All I could think about was staying calm for my wife and helping her through this. We never took those birthing classes so we had no idea what the fuck to do. She squeezed my hand tight and push. Cried and scream and pushed again. Cried and scream and push again. One final cry and scream and there it was. Our baby! In all it’s glory! Our amazing baby was out. They rested the baby on her chest and we look. IT’S A BOY!!! Our baby is a BOY!! They hand me the clips and cut his umbilical cord. They wipe him off and have me follow him to the NICU. Since he was born about 8 weeks or 9 weeks early they rushed him there right away. I followed and couldn’t take my eyes off him. They most beautiful baby in the world was here and I couldn’t believe it. Cassius Jupiter Robertson Heaivilin, born 4lbs 8ozs and 17 1/2 inches on July 17th, 2015 on my wife’s birthday. Full head of hair with a cone head and all!

Trust me people the plans that you think you have for birth versus what the plans your baby has are completely different. Things went from 0 to 60 in a matter for mins. I couldn’t have it any other way though he is prefect. Currently in the NICU but they say he is doing great. I will update more on next Sunday as it’s taken me a week to try and get this updated so far. Have fun !