Oliver James Robert Coleman
Sunday, October 24, 2004 by Ryan
Erin and I are both pleased to introduce everyone to Oliver James Robert Coleman. He was born at 11:41am on Friday, October 22nd and weighed in at 6lbs 10.5oz. He was about 53cm long and seems to have inherited his mother's red hair and her dimpled chin.
Erin's labour went pretty well - her labour started around 5am (we were scheduled for an induction at 7:30am - it's gotta be my kid because he waited until the last possible moment to start trying to come into the world on his own). Erin advanced through the stages pretty quick and was doing well, but Oliver seemed to be a little stressed during contractions. His heart rate would drop quite severely and occasionally take a little longer to recover than the midwives & doctor would have liked. Eventually his heart rate was down no matter what position we got Erin into and the doctor got very interested in getting him out as fast as possible.
Erin started pushing around 11:30am, and with the help of some forceps, Oliver was dragged kicking and screaming into the world at 11:41am. Up until that point I was pretty sure Erin was in the running for "Wombs Weekly's" Most Hospitable Environment award, as Oliver seemed to have no interest in coming out. I'm pretty sure her checkout policy of having guests dragged out by their heads will lose her a few points and probably cost her the win. It turns out the distress was caused by the cord wrapped around his neck, not once but three times! He must have been having a great time in there until labour started.
Oliver expressed his displeasure at his rather rough entrance to the world immediately by not just peeing on the nurses but going the extra step to save a little extra so he could get them a second time once they'd cleaned up the first round. His APGARs were good, he was assessed to be a 7 at 1 minute but bounced up to a 9 at 5 minutes.
He's been feeding well and has been pretty even tempered so far, but I'm sure that little honeymoon will end soon.
The labour was easily one of the more terrifying experiences of my life but our midwives were a great support team throughout. Through a mix of bad timing and Oliver's decision to hang out a couple extra weeks neither of our midwives who'd we'd seen for the bulk of the pregnancy were going to be available. Rebecca, our primary had been up to 2am, delivering her fourth baby in three days and our backup midwife was on a scheduled off-call week. Fortunately Rebecca had introduced us to our new backup midwife on Thursday so the person showing up at our door wasn't a complete stranger. We totaled it up and between the Toronto and Burlington clinics we've had no fewer than 9 midwives involved in this pregnancy, we're pretty sure that's a record of some kind.
Of course the birth plan (hereafter referred to the "Why did we even bother making this?" document) went out the window about an hour after Erin went into labour - But then again the likelyhood of someone writing out what went down yesterday morning as their birth plan is highly unlikely. Erin was a real trooper throughout and stayed calm and as relaxed as possible. It was kind of cute watching her try to stick to her goal of going natural the whole time while simultaneously trying to latch on to any medical reason that would necessitate an Epidural. In the end the doctor wanted one just so it was there in case anything really serious started to happen - had he not insisted I'm positive Erin would have gone it on her own.
The aftermath was pure joy as we watched our new son getting cleaned up and examined by the mob of people that had gathered. We were in just about the smallest birthing room they probably could have made - on top of our two midwives we had two doctors, a few nurses, and the anesthetist in the room - I'm pretty sure Oliver put us over the fire limit when he was born. On top of the chaos of all the people it had been a crazy night in the Maternity Ward (5 babies born that day by the time we had Oliver) so nothing was ready - they were out of all their kits and such so everyone was scrambling to get the right pieces in the right places before Oliver made his hasty appearance.
All in all though I think we got off pretty lucky, the real active labour was only a little over 6 hours long and Erin actually got less cranky as labour progressed so I pretty much avoided physical injury & insults throughout.
Well - should probably wrap this up and try and grab some shut eye - it feels like we got home 5 minutes ago (in "couple time" that's about 5 hours - baby seems to accelerate the advancement of time substantially).
I'm sure we'll talk to many of you soon - thanks again for all the support and best wishes,
Ryan (and Erin!)
Erin's labour went pretty well - her labour started around 5am (we were scheduled for an induction at 7:30am - it's gotta be my kid because he waited until the last possible moment to start trying to come into the world on his own). Erin advanced through the stages pretty quick and was doing well, but Oliver seemed to be a little stressed during contractions. His heart rate would drop quite severely and occasionally take a little longer to recover than the midwives & doctor would have liked. Eventually his heart rate was down no matter what position we got Erin into and the doctor got very interested in getting him out as fast as possible.
Erin started pushing around 11:30am, and with the help of some forceps, Oliver was dragged kicking and screaming into the world at 11:41am. Up until that point I was pretty sure Erin was in the running for "Wombs Weekly's" Most Hospitable Environment award, as Oliver seemed to have no interest in coming out. I'm pretty sure her checkout policy of having guests dragged out by their heads will lose her a few points and probably cost her the win. It turns out the distress was caused by the cord wrapped around his neck, not once but three times! He must have been having a great time in there until labour started.
Oliver expressed his displeasure at his rather rough entrance to the world immediately by not just peeing on the nurses but going the extra step to save a little extra so he could get them a second time once they'd cleaned up the first round. His APGARs were good, he was assessed to be a 7 at 1 minute but bounced up to a 9 at 5 minutes.
He's been feeding well and has been pretty even tempered so far, but I'm sure that little honeymoon will end soon.
The labour was easily one of the more terrifying experiences of my life but our midwives were a great support team throughout. Through a mix of bad timing and Oliver's decision to hang out a couple extra weeks neither of our midwives who'd we'd seen for the bulk of the pregnancy were going to be available. Rebecca, our primary had been up to 2am, delivering her fourth baby in three days and our backup midwife was on a scheduled off-call week. Fortunately Rebecca had introduced us to our new backup midwife on Thursday so the person showing up at our door wasn't a complete stranger. We totaled it up and between the Toronto and Burlington clinics we've had no fewer than 9 midwives involved in this pregnancy, we're pretty sure that's a record of some kind.
Of course the birth plan (hereafter referred to the "Why did we even bother making this?" document) went out the window about an hour after Erin went into labour - But then again the likelyhood of someone writing out what went down yesterday morning as their birth plan is highly unlikely. Erin was a real trooper throughout and stayed calm and as relaxed as possible. It was kind of cute watching her try to stick to her goal of going natural the whole time while simultaneously trying to latch on to any medical reason that would necessitate an Epidural. In the end the doctor wanted one just so it was there in case anything really serious started to happen - had he not insisted I'm positive Erin would have gone it on her own.
The aftermath was pure joy as we watched our new son getting cleaned up and examined by the mob of people that had gathered. We were in just about the smallest birthing room they probably could have made - on top of our two midwives we had two doctors, a few nurses, and the anesthetist in the room - I'm pretty sure Oliver put us over the fire limit when he was born. On top of the chaos of all the people it had been a crazy night in the Maternity Ward (5 babies born that day by the time we had Oliver) so nothing was ready - they were out of all their kits and such so everyone was scrambling to get the right pieces in the right places before Oliver made his hasty appearance.
All in all though I think we got off pretty lucky, the real active labour was only a little over 6 hours long and Erin actually got less cranky as labour progressed so I pretty much avoided physical injury & insults throughout.
Well - should probably wrap this up and try and grab some shut eye - it feels like we got home 5 minutes ago (in "couple time" that's about 5 hours - baby seems to accelerate the advancement of time substantially).
I'm sure we'll talk to many of you soon - thanks again for all the support and best wishes,
Ryan (and Erin!)
Edit: Pics are up in the gallery now...