Beckam Parry Lindquist

My pregnancy with Beckam was by far the most difficult.  I was in a lot of pain and discomfort for the last 3 months.  I was scheduled to be induced the 29th of November.  On Monday the 26th, I went to Dr. Joseph for one last check up. He said I was at a 1 and that everything looked good to go for that Thursday.  When I got home, I took a long nap and woke up with contractions.  They weren't terrible so I just took it easy but by the time Adam was awake and the kids were home from school, they were pretty painful.  I started timing them and they were anywhere from every 3-9 minutes.  Wow.  I can't believe how easily we forget how painful those things are.  Ouch.

We called the on-call doctor and explained the situation and he said to come on in to the hospital.  We dropped our kids off at the Pruett's house and were at the hospital by around 9 or 10pm.  They weren't expecting us (we thought we would be going to Trinity hospital but since the on-call doctor was at University, we just went there) so we had paperwork to fill out and were in triage for a while.  Adam had accidentally dropped my hospital bag off at the Pruett's house when we left our kids and their stuff so Shalynn drove all the way down to get it to us.  They were jerks and wouldn't let her stay so I only got to see her for a minute.  Granted, I was in so much pain, I wasn't great company anyway.

I was ready for an epidural the second we got there but it always takes so long!!  I finally got put in a room maybe an hour later and was asking very regularly for an epidural.  When the anesthesiologist finally got there, I wanted to kiss him.  After I got the epidural, only half of my body was numb so I had to lie on the left side for HOURS to try to even it out.

We went to University hospital because the on-call doctor was already there for someone else but we never even saw him.  I was dilated to an 8 for so long.  They said once my water broke, I would dilate quickly and be ready to push. I kept asking them to break my water.  Do something.  Make it happen!  The nurse kept making excuses why the doctor wasn't coming to check me.  By 7am I still was an 8 and still hadn't seen the doctor and I wanted to new nurse.  My own doctor came in and was ticked that the on call doctor hadn't called him or checked me.  He immediately gave me a little pitocin and within minutes, my water was broken and I was ready to go.

Turns out the cord was wrapped around Beckam's neck a couple times but I had no idea.  Dr. Joseph was so calm and just had me keep pushing.  It only took about 3 pushes and our big fat baby was out!

 Look at those hands!  He's like the hulk. That was a rough day for him. He fractured his left clavicle on the way out, although he didn't show as much distress as we thought he would.

 Meeting him for the first time. 

 I LOVE Dr. Joseph.  Best. OB. Ever. 

Adam and I had struggled so much to come up with a name for this little boy.  A few weeks before the birth, we had narrowed it down to Gray or Beckam.  When we got to the hospital, we still hadn't decided.  Sometime in the middle of the night when we were waiting for something to happen, we decided on Beckam.  It was such a relief to have a name for him!

The kids came to visit that night and it was so fun to see them with him.  Then it was nice to have those crazies taken back home. Kids are loud.

 Shalynn was trying to figure out how that huge baby had fit inside me. She's funny.

I had a lot of friends come and visit, which meant so much to me.  I was missing my family so much and wishing my mom and sisters were there so having girlfriends come see me was so much fun.  Thanks, Jayme, Dantzel, Chelsea and Shalynn!

My baby daddy. Hot right?