Trekking across Western Europe proved to be a bit much for 19 week pregnant Robin, and just a few days after our return, Robin was sent to the high risk OBGYN for evaluation for an incompetent cervix. Shorter... shorter... shorter... eventually 50% effaced at week 24 put Baby Morris at risk for a seriously early arrival. Eight stitches in a drawstring fashion were put in place, cinched closed, and double knotted by High Risk OBGYN in Sky Ridge Hospital operating room in June. Baby Morris's path of uterine escape was sealed shut. One trip to the ER with 4-5 minute contractions on September 1 and a cocktail of contraction-reducing medications ensured Baby reached full-term. The stitches were snipped at the end of week 36, and Robin and Paul were sent home from the hospital to wait and see how quickly that cervix opened.

Robin was 2 cm dilated the following day. A week after the cerclage removal, "Nani" Phillips arrived at the Morris home at 5:15am to stay with big brother to be, Levi Bentley, while Robin and Paul headed for Sky Ridge Hospital with two suitcases and a backpack full of camcorders, cameras, backup cameras, batteries, chargers and iPods.
3 cm dilated, 80% effaced, and -1 station when we checked in at 6:30am. After a couple hours, the OB decided Robin's contractions weren't painful enough, so she sent Karen (the Nurse Practicioner who was at Robin's bedside for both the cerclage insertion and removal and preterm labor) to break Robin's bag of water. That really kicked things into gear at 8:30am and by about 9am, Robin called "uncle" and started signing the paperwork for pain relief. Epidural in place by 9:30am when Robin was 4cm, 90% effaced and at 0 station.

Then things got wild.
Robin was starting to wonder if the epidural was in the 'right' place, as the contractions were still strong enough to take her breath away. She was on the phone with Nani and Levi when the OB arrived at the hospital at 10:15am.
Dr. G checked to how Robin was progressing. "You're complete," she said. The nurse assumed OB meant 100% effaced. Or +1 station. "Baby is right here. You are ready to push," clarified Dr. G. During the previous painful 45 minutes, Robin dilated from 4cm to 10cm. Ouch. Baby was making its escape. And fast! On the first push, we could see a quarter-sized amount of black hair. Paul started frantically calling the Grandmas to head for the hospital sooner than later. Final adjustments to the camcorder, camera close by, mirror in place. Push for 10. Breath. Push for 10. Breath. Push for 10. Rest for 90 seconds. Repeat.
The baby's heart rate was decelerating with every contraction, so Dr. G was concerned the umbilical cord was wrapped about the neck. Since the baby was moving so fast, they let Robin continue to push as they watched the monitor.
Twenty minutes later, Dr G. says, "We'll have a baby on the next one". Paul - quick, grab the camera. Forget about that leg, I can hold it up myself. 5 10-second pushe

s and out pops the head covered in black hair. "Stop! Don't push!" What do you mean, don't push? There is a baby half out of me. Suction. Ok, ready. One push and the baby comes out at 10:47am.
It's a girl!
She's early (12-18 days depending on which OB you ask), so she's covered in vernix. She inhaled a lot of amniotic fluid on the way out, so there is gurgling as she cries. Low O2 levels in the Colorado air meant she was a little blue, receiving an 8 and 9 APGAR score. No umbilical cord wrapped around her head afterall. She's is beautiful, healthy and perfect in every way.
Big brother Levi

arrived at the hospital about 45 minutes later, and Paul brought him in to be the first person to meet the baby. Who is this, we asked. "It's a baby sister," he says ... just as he claimed to know throughout the pregnancy. We offered two names and asked, "What's her name?"
"Bianca Blu" he replied twice, without hesitation.
Later that night, he said, "I just love her so much."
So do we.