Congrats Maria and Joe!!

So i have a baby story to end all baby stories, at least in my sheltered little world it does. This is how the story happened, according to the people involved. None of the names have been changed to protect their identity. This is a true story...lol

My friend Maria is 36 weeks 6 days pregnant, which means no baby for 22 more days...or so we thought. Sunday morning at 5am, Maria woke up. She felt, what she thought at the time, was a mucus plug or clot or something (those of you who are mothers will know what we are talking about and be less grossed out than the other people reading this blog). When she went to get out of bed to go to the bathroom, her water broke. Maria was home alone at the time because her hubby was at drill in Lehighton. She called her sister Gina to take her to the hospital. While Maria was getting ready to go, Gina got on the phone to call Joe and let him know what was happening. Joe's sgt answered the phone and proceeded to tell her that he could not put Joe on the phone...military protocol. "Fine" Gina said, "Just tell him that his wife's water broke and she is having the baby". Of course, that was a different story, and they put Joe on the phone. He said to let him know what to do and call him back when they figure it out. Well, Gina called back on the way to the hospital and the sgt again said he could put Joe on the phone again. This time Joe wasn't there. Here is where the story gets better. Joe and his military buddies had gone out drinking the night before, and they had gotten home a bit after 2am. Joe must have been pretty drunk, because (according to him), he slipped on the ice. He had to crawl to bed because he couldn't put weight on his leg. When they woke him up for the first phone call, he realized that his leg hurt like h*ll and he should probably get it looked at. Well, in between calls, they assessed that his leg was broken, and they were transporting him to the hospital to get it casted. He just so happened to be going to the same hospital that Maria was on her way to. The sgt told Gina about all of this and said Joe would be there when Maria arrived. Seriously, does that really happen?! So Maria got there and got set up, but didn't get to see Joe, she just got to talk to him on the phone. Well, she was stalled at 1cm for about 7-8 hrs. Here is where the story gets really good. Near the end of this time, she was informed that Joe was going into surgery to get plates and screws put into his leg. Who knew the brake was that bad! And what luck for Maria, to be going through this without her hubby. She had to put her sister's name on the paper for people allowed in the delivery room, just in case Joe wouldn't be out in time. They said he should be in surgery for about an hour, then in recovery for about 1-2 hours. Luckily, Maria made it until Joe was out. They brought a bed up to the labor room, and at 4:45pm, Octavia Christine Templin was born. Joe got to hold the baby at first, then when they took her to clean her up and test her and all, they took Joe away. He would be gone all night. Needless to say, both he and Maria were pissed. I would be too! Joe's nurse told him he could call Maria. If you know Joe at all, you would know that that didn't fly well with him. He was his usual sarcastic self. I'm surprised he didn't make a break for it and come up to her room on his own. They finally let him back to see his daughter this morning at 11am. Nothing like almost 24 hours until you can see your baby. His leg is casted, and he has to keep it elevated. The final kicker to this story is that Maria will be discharged Tuesday afternoon, and Joe will be in the hospital, most likely, until wednesday at the earliest. What a story to tell your baby about her birthday.