Nathan Matthew

Album Cover: No Line On The Horizon

"I'm running down the road like loose electricity while the band in my head plays a striptease."
U2 / Breathe

Posted on March 05, 2011 11:02 PM in Personal
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Last Friday the 25th, my pregnant wife told me that she was feeling the kind of contractions she remembered feeling not long before our daughter was born. This effectively raised our collective "threat level," and we spent the bulk of the day preparing for what would most likely be an extended stay at the hospital. After our daughter had been put to bed, we started packing our things and let our neighbors know that we'd need someone to come over and stay at the house in case our daughter woke up for some reason.

In what would become the theme for the next several hours, everything seemed to fall into place and we arrived at the hospital around 11:35pm that night, just as my wife's contractions were getting debilitating. After the typical poking and prodding of nurses, my wife received an epidural at around 1am from a very interesting anesthesiologist who sounded like a Kiwi but is apparently from South Africa. Her water broke at around 3am, after which we were told to kick back for a bit and wait for our forthcoming baby to work his way toward the outer world. Of course, kicking back was a bit easier for me to do than my wife. ;)

Although we were hoping for a relatively quick labor (because of our opposite experience the first time around), things slowed down a bit and it wasn't until after a new team of nurses had arrived (around 7:30am) that the idea of pushing entered the discussion. In fact, it wasn't until around 9:15am that my wife really started to push. On the positive side, though, the delay gave our doctor, who technically was still on vacation, enough time to make it in to the hospital to deliver our baby. Better still, once the pushing did start, it only took around 40 minutes before our newborn son, Nathan Matthew Zimmermann, was lying on my wife's chest and crying loudly. It was a very happy and relieving moment, particularly since Heidi's entrance into the world was so much more dramatic.

Nathan was born at 10:05am on the morning of February 26th (Johnny Cash's birthday!). He weighed in at 9 lbs. 10 1/2 ounces and was 19 1/2 inches long. His physique certainly matched that weight, as he arrived barrel-chested and well-built all around. He also had very light blond hair, which totally threw my wife and me for a loop, especially considering that Heidi's hair had been jet black when she was born (it's since turned dark blonde).

A week later, having had time to reflect on the whole experience, I feel very fortunate that the labor and delivery went down the way it did. As I mentioned earlier, everything seemed to go about as smoothly as it could, my wife was an absolute all star through it all, and we ended up with a very healthy baby boy who has had us smiling since the moment he arrived.

Just as I've started to get the hang of being the dad of an amazing daughter, I go back to the drawing board to find out what being the father of a son is all about. :)

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