Wednesday, 7th March, 2007 started very early with a 3am sms from AJ and Chloe letting us know that their little boy was born via emergency c-section that morning. Welcome to the world little Simon.
My day went by in the usual fashion. After last week's scare, we had moved into final arrangements mode, and sorted out the nursery, packed the bags and I drove all the way out to Parklands (for the second time in 3 days) to purchase the top of the range Rolls Royce of Prams.
Its just incredible how you can get all caught up in the marketing surrounding these somewhat cumbersome and rather basic modes of baby transport. I mean, its a seat with wheels for an infant... or isn't it.
Our journey to purchasing the "right" pram was long and tough. We figured out that the bottom of the range ones weren't put together very well. The middle of the range were too bug and bulky and seemed breakable... Our decision was finally made by 3 points....
The latest and greatest Peg Perego Pliko P3 with SIP* has a picolo that can be used with or without the base! Very important if the baby is to travel in anyone else's car, like mine (two door compact BMW...um..) or the granparents (ja, like we'd let Granny Barbs drive our kid when she still doesn't believe there is such a thing as a blind spot.)
The second point was that a guy with baby in picolo resting on trolley at Baby City* told us that the middle of the range one was so big when folded that it didn't even fit in his 540i BMW...
The third was... well, it looks the best ... and the cool constantia mommy's drive them... (how vain) :)
Anyway, the day went well. I got given the tickets to our cricket box at Newland to go and watch the Cape Cobras in the Pro20 cricket series. I asked Cath and she said I should go as with the chances of baby arriving early, this may be the last time I can go out with the boys for a while...
So I called up some mates and went to the cricket. It was awesome. Cobra's were in devistating form scoring the second highest total in Pro20 history.
Anyway, I was standing having a beer and chatting to my mate Greg. I was telling him about last weks episode and just how scared I had been, when all of a sardine his phone rang. "Its Cath" he said to me with a worried look on his face.
"Get to hospital as fast as you can I have started bleeding", was what she said to me. I went cold. I asked her if she had got hold of the doctor and whether I should pick her up. Thankfully, Westie (the angel friend of Caths') had just been there for tea and was back there helping her.
So I ran out of the cricket ground and sprinted to my car. All that training I have been doing in the off season really paid off... I arrived out of breath and sweating profusely at my car. I had to hold on to the door to stop myself fainting... Anyway I raced to the hospital.
I got there before Cath. I arranged a porter with a wheel chair, then I ran upstairs to maternity ward and found Lana, one of the nurses that had been so helpful the week before. She was in the middle of another emergency c-section, but I stopped her going back into theatre and told her to get hold of Dr Z IMMEDIATELY! I then ran downstairs and paced the entrance almost hijacking any car that came by.
Eventually they arrived, skidded to a halt and then out got Cath. OMG. There was blood everywhere. The poor thing had wrapped towels around herself which were soaked right through. I got a huge lump in my throat and had to fight to remain calm.
My first thought was for Cath, was she okay, was she going to be fine... And then I had to fight back the emotions as I realised our little baby was in serious danger...
Coming soon... the rest of the fun activities....
* Side Impact Protection
**by far the best of the baby shops with most knowledgable staff even tho its 10% more expensive...
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