Yesterday was an absolute whirlwind for us and something I’ve never experienced in my life. 1st let me reiterate that thjs is not our baby. Ky carried this beautiful child for another couple. We went into the hospital Thursday evening about 9pm for a scheduled induction. After getting settled in the doctor came in to assess Ky to find out she was at best 3cm dilated, 70% effaced, and -2 station. That was a bit of a bummer for Ky because she thought she had progressed more than that. So they started her on cytotec to start ripening her cervix before they broke her water. Her first dose was around midnight.  she was having some contractions, but they weren’t consistent or very intense. She had another dose at 2 AM and another dose at 4 AM and the final dose at 6 AM. To say the least, we didn’t get much sleep that night.  Contractions were coming more, but they still weren’t consistent or the intensity that they needed to be.  The doctors switched out around 7 AM for Friday morning and when the new doctor came in, she checked Kylie and she was 4cm so she decided to break her water. Once her water was broken she started to pick up more contractions. Ky has vaginaly delivered four of our own children and twins for another couple. So this isn’t her first rodeo. She received an epidural with the twins, but it wasn’t a great experience and it was a last-minute decision. She decided that she wanted an epidural with this delivery so that she could enjoy the process a bit more with less pain. So she got the epidural and everything was going fine. She was able to get some sleep for a little bit and then when the doctor came in a few hours later, she was almost complete and ready to push. Because she had an epidural, and this was a completely different feel for her she wasn’t able to really feel the way that she was pushing or the intensity that she normally feels when she’s in labor but nonetheless, she was doing great with her push pushing because she knows how to do it. As she was having contractions and pushing through those, the babies’s heart rate would go down, which is normal, but the recovery rate started to be longer. The doctor noticed the heart rate and decided to try to use the vacuum to help baby come out put baby wasn’t coming, and the heart rate wasn’t recovering as quickly as it should. So the doctor said they would try to push one more time and if not, they were going to have to do a C-section. This idea devastated Kylie but we knew it was the best for the baby and for her. So they whisked her away to the operating room brought me a package of sterile clothes to put on. I wasn’t quite processing at all as it happened so quickly. When I went into the operating room and I saw her laying there with her arm, stretched out and tied down with the entire nursing staff and doctor working on her it was quite overwhelming. Within 30 seconds of me walking into the room they had the baby out and the baby was crying. They took baby over to the warmer and started doing their thing and they let the mom come in to greet baby. As I’m watching them work on her (I was supposed to be sitting and not seeing what they were doing but I stood for a minute) I could see that something was wrong and there was a lot of blood. The anesthesiologist was working nonstop in the doctor nurses were focused. No one was really telling me what was going on, so I was quietly sitting and praying and trying to encourage and console Kylie, who was very discouraged and sad that she had to have a C-section. After about 20 minutes after the baby was out, I asked the anesthesiologist what was going on. She told me that there was a tear and bleeding that the doctor was trying to get under control. Another 20 minutes went by and they were still working frantically and I was a bit nervous. By this time, the anesthesiologist had given Kylie some really good medicine and she had calmed down and was actually resting. At some point, she told the doctor that she is now treating Kylie’s blood pressure because he had had dropped pretty low. They started moving quicker and I heard them call to order blood. They started another IV and began to give Kylie a unit of blood. By this time, I knew they were working hard to stop a bleed. The doctor finally was able to stop the bleeding and then begin to get her stitched back up. I’m not sure all of the emotions and thoughts that went through my head, but I know it was a lot. Not only was I thinking about the health and well-being of my wife, but I was thinking about my kids. I was thinking about life. I was thinking about responsibilities. I was replaying the last. I don’t know how many years in my head wondering what could I’ve done better wondering why so many things have happened in my life. Just lots of stuff. But thankfully, they got her all fixed up and back into her room. When she arrived, she was extremely sad and disappointed of the way the delivery went. I am the absolute worst at being compassionate and empathetic, but I really love my wife. Didn’t want to be there for her in anyway that she needs me to be. So all I could do was remind her of how good of a job that she did and that the baby was healthy and she is healthy. I’m so thankful for the baby’s mom and dad because they were so compassionate and loving. Kylie didn’t get to hold or really spend time with the twins that she gave birth to nine years ago, but this family was excited and ready for the baby to meet the person who gave birth to her. It was so great seeing Kylie meet the baby and hold her and spend time with her. I’m grateful. My wife is strong, courageous, compassionate, loving, and all around an amazing woman! I know that there is a healing process that has to happen physically and emotionally for her and I’m not sure how to help with that but I know that she will conquer all. I was supposed to shoot a wedding today but obviously had to cancel to be with family. So please pray for us and the bride. There were two photographers so I think they’ll be ok. Thank you for your prayers and support!