We were planning on inducing Wednesday afternoon. Monday morning, we drove to the doctor's office to get some medication that that would get her ready for the big day. As soon as the prepadil was administered, the contractions began. They came on fast and they came on strong. Two hours later we were in Labor and Delivery (A.K.A, Stork's Landing) at Palmetto Richland Hospital. Calls were made; families were mobilized. Little Jack was on his way.
At first (with the proper pain meds), it seemed like labor would be a cinch. Leslie kicking back with some Gameboy Tetris, me surfing the web... free as the breeze. Sometime around 5 pm, her blood pressure began to rise. By 8:00, she was hitting really dangerous levels, and we made the call to go with a C-section. They wheeled her off, and told me to wait in the room until she was fully prepped for surgery. That was a long 45 minutes... A picture captures a thousand words: check out Leslie's face here and you'll get an idea of what the moment felt like.
Truly an awe-inspiring experience... and its getting more awesome each day.
We love you, Jack.















