We're at the hospital now, waiting in the delivery room for things to progress. We were at home keeping close track of how frequent the transactions were. They were pretty regular, averaging about 15 minutes apart for an hour. We were trying to decide whether to start getting ready to leave or wait for another contraction when Lacey's water broke. That made the decision a little easier.
A few minutes ago there was a guy in the hallway trying to give someone directions to the hospital over the phone. I think they were having some problems communicating, because it sounded like he was getting pretty upset.
"You're where? 395?! How'd you get over there?"
"You're in Pasco? I thought you were in Kennewick!"
(To a female voice in the hall) "She's on Elm--she's not supposed to be there. Do you know where Elm is?"
Things have quieted down, so I guess they figured it out.
Sunday, February 10, 2008
At the Hospital
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Oh my gosh! I'll be praying for Lacey & the baby today. Thanks so much for finding the time to post so we know what's going on. Pretty soon you'll be holding your baby boy!! (he must have known its his Aunt Amy's birthday, too)
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