A/N: SORRY FOR THE DELAY IN UPDATES, I HAD A HOUSE FULL OF SICK KIDS, EVERYONE'S FINE NOW, SO BACK TO THE STORY. I DON'T OWN THE CROSSING JORDAN CHARACTERS, JUST THE STORYLINES( I'M TAKING BITS AND PIECES FROM MY OWN FOUR PREGNANCIES). PLEASE, PLEASE, PLEASE READ AND REVIEW. THANKS!
CHAPTER 23: BABY BLUES
Tick tock, the clock was finally winding down. It was a Friday, her last scheduled prenatal visit and three days before her due date. Jordan was more than ready to get this whole pregnancy thing over with, but the thought of actually giving birth and becoming a mom, scared her to death. Woody took the late shift so he could be with Jordan at the doctors, just in case. The visit went as usual, the nurse weighed Jordan, took her blood pressure, measured the baby's growth, checked the heartbeat, and finished a few other tests, before leaving the couple to wait for the doctor to come in.
"That is just so cool, every time I hear it.", Woody commented about hearing the baby's heartbeat. "I know. It's beautiful, isn't it?", Jordan replied, picking up her chart. "Oh my God, I've gained fifty-two pounds Woody. That's impossible, that would mean I've gained eight pounds in the last week.", Jordan gasped as she slid down off of the exam table and stood in front of the full length mirror hanging on the door. "Jordan calm down, it's okay.", Woody said, taking her hand. She looked at him and smiled, just as there was a knock at the door.
"Jordan, Woody; great to see you again. Jordan how are you feeling?", Dr. Logan asked, shaking Woody's hand then helping Jordan back onto the exam table. "Well Melissa, if you consider the fact that I can't sleep, my back is killing me, my hands and feet are twice their normal size, I can only eat crackers, rice and ice cream, because everything else gives me heartburn, and I have to pee every ten minutes.…I'm feeling great.", she rambled, shaking her head. "Actually, that sounds pretty normal to me.", the doctor chuckled, beginning her exam.
Once the exam was over, Dr. Logan sat down to check over the readings and results. "Well you're measuring right on schedule, baby's heartbeat is excellent, blood sugar and iron is good, no protein. Unfortunately, baby is still positioned high in your pelvis, and you're not dilated at all. Plus I don't like the swelling and your blood pressure is up.", she explained. Jordan nodded to the doctor. Woody looked between the two women, "Is that dangerous?", he asked, nervously. "No, not yet anyway. If you start to experience headaches, dizziness, spots in front of your eyes…….", the doctor started. "I know, pre-eclampsia.", Jordan interrupted. "Now that's dangerous, right?", Woody whispered, looking at Jordan.
The doctor rose to leave, "Okay, I want you to go home and rest. Remember, it's anytime now. Make an appointment for one week from today, you may not even need it, and don't hesitate to call me if you have any symptoms or questions. All right?", the doctor asked as she left the room. Jordan got dresses and the two left the office to go home and wait. And wait they did, unfortunately Jordan's due date came and went, and so did four more days, until it was time for her next appointment.
When Woody and Jordan got to the office the next Friday( March 30), they learned that Dr. Logan was out of town and they were going to have to see her associate, Dr. Price was an older doctor, nearing retirement. He had absolutely no bed-side manner, Woody disliked him immediately. He rushed through the exam and stated that the baby was not yet in position and Jordan should make and appointment for next Tuesday, when Dr. Logan would be back. When Jordan asked about inducing, he shrugged her off and told her to go home and rest. Feeling defeated, Woody took his exhausted wife home and put her straight to bed, to wait some more.
It was 10pm March 31,2007, the couple had just settled into bed when the contractions came hard and fast. She got as far as the kitchen when her water broke. There wasn't much time to panic, it wouldn't do any good and they needed to get to the hospital, but staying calm was never his strong suit. He grabbed her duffle bag, called the doctor, and escorted her to the car. On the way to the hospital, he dialed the all to familiar phone number, and urged his brother to pick up their cousin, and get to the hospital as soon as they could.
Woody hung up the phone and turned to face Jordan, "That was Cal, Colleen's in labor, they're on the way to the hospital. He wants me to be there.", he whispered. "What? She isn't due for a month. I hope everything is okay.", Jordan stated, still in shock as she slid out of bed and started pacing the room. "You better get going……", she said, leaning against dresser and taking in a big breath. "You okay Jo?", he asked, pushing himself up on his elbows. "I'm great, just great. I've finally come to terms with the fact that I'm going to be pregnant forever.", she said sarcastically, letting the breath she was holding out.
"Jordan.", Woody called sympathetically. "What?", she snapped back, then turned to face him. That's when the tears came. "I'm never gonna have this baby, am I?", she cried, collapsing on the bed next to her husband. "Of course you will. You know a lot of women deliver late with the first one. Plus you have a doctors appointment Tuesday." he comforted, rubbing her back, then pulling her into a hug. Woodyhad called Lily to stay with Jordan while he and Dolly went to the hospital.
It was a little after midnight when Woody and Dolly excitedly made their way to the mother-baby unit. They found Cal pacing the waiting room. Calvin turned to see his family coming toward him, "Where the hell have you two been? I've been trying to get a hold of you.", he stated, holding his phone out for them to see. "I'm sorry…….", Woody started but was immediately interrupted. "Forget it. Follow me.", Cal smiled, waiving them on. They both followed around the corner to the NICU( neo-natal intensive care unit).
"There he is.", Cal proudly stated, nodding to the little bundle in the incubator. "Wait, it's over. He's here? I'm an uncle?", Woody questioned. "Yeah, I'm a dad. He was born at 11:59pm, 5 pounds 15 ounces and 19 inches long. Colin Woodrow Hoyt.", Calvin beamed. "You don't mind Woods, do you? I mean his middle name, it's after you.", Cal said shyly. "No I don't mind, not at all. I'm honored.", Woody whispered, looking up at his brother and smiling. "Is he okay?", Woody added. "Yeah he's fine. He had a hard time breathing at first because he was early. That's why he has the little tube in his nose. We can't hold him yet and he has to stay here for about a week, but he'll be okay.", Cal explained.
"How's Colleen?", Dolly asked, as they left the nursery. "She's great, five pushes and he was out, there wasn't even time for pain medication. Her parents are in with her now, but I'm sure she'd like to see you.", Cal said to Dolly as he and Woody made their way back to the waiting room. Cal took a seat next to his brother, he ran an anxious hand through his hair and looked down at the floor. "I was looking forward to you becoming a dad before me, so you could give me some pointers. I mean you practically raised me and all…..", Cal admitted looking at his brother. "We'll figure it out together.", Woody said with a smile. Cal nodded and looked down again. "Hey Cal, I'm really proud of you.", Woody stated. "Yeah?", Cal asked, looking up again. "Yeah.", Woody nodded, patting his little brother on the back.