Well, I don't know when Brit is going to get a chance to update everyone so she told me just to. This baby stuff is pretty exhausting. Anyways, on Tuesday she was having contractions but wasn't sure if they really were contractions. That night, she got checked out and thought we would be getting up sometime early in the morning and heading to the hospital. We stayed at her parents so Stuart could make sure things were a go. She continued to have contractions all night and at 6am, she was checked again. She was 90% there but wasn't dilating still. Stuart called the hospital to see if there was room for her to be induced but they didn't have any. He called a half hour later and told us to just go in. At the hospital, they hooked her up to the monitors and sure enough she was having contractions about a minute apart. She still wasn't dilating though and the could see that after each contraction, Brody's heart rate would drop pretty badly. They broke her water to see if that would help dilating and when they did, there was merconium present. So Stuart made the decision to perform an emergency c-section because of the stress on Brody. When they pulled him out, the cord was wrapped around his neck twice and they rushed him to a room next door where a respiratory team was waiting. I walked in about a minute after to see how he was doing only to see one of the team members intubating his bluish little body. His Apgar score was a 1, which is the worst. Brits mom was in the room too and she looked pretty scared, I was definitely freaking out inside and felt a little internal struggle between the firefighter and dad in me. I kept telling myself that they know what they are doing and are some of the best in the valley. They stuck a suction tube down into his lungs and sucked out a bunch of liquid then threw a bag valve mask on him and started breathing for him. He started to breath a bit on his own but was gasping and grunting for breaths, so they took him to the NICU and hooked him up to a cpap mask, meanwhile Brits is super worried about him. He made a quick recovery and spent over two hours in the nicu. I stayed with him the whole time. Brit was wheeled in after 3 and still didn't get to hold him, just see him. We took him to the nursery to wash up and warm him up. It was a little after 4 when Brit finally got to hold him. We are so lucky and grateful that her dad knew what was going on and made good calls to take care of our little guy. We are having so much fun. Its been 4 days as a parent and it definitely is one of the greatest things.