
Waiting 17 days longer than her expected due date, Satya Patrice Dominguez-Hultgren was the first Halloween baby this year born at University of Utah hospital at 2:37am, Oct. 31st. She was 8 lbs 13 oz and 21.5 inches long.
Satya (pronounced: saht-yah) is a Sanskrit word meaning the truth that equals love. Gandhi coined the term Satyagraha (or "to grab hold of" satya) to describe his nonviolent movement toward Indian Independence. He explained that truth-force or love-force is vindicated by active patience toward others (go on wikipedia for longer explanations/definitions of how Satya is commonly used in many Eastern religions and philosophies).

Patrice was Andy's mom's name and was also a love-force.
Here are a few pictures of Satya and some video, so you can say hello! Those interested in the detailed story of the labor can see the text after the pics (it was quite an adventure).

OK folks, here's the whole story so buckle your seatbelts... There will be some random details included; those are there just so we can remember them.
[Clarification: All the times below that I say doctors were "concerned" - it's not that Kira or the baby were in imminent danger, but that we were on the edge of having to take more drastic measures to keep everyone out of more serious danger. Just want to lessen anxiety levels a little while you read!]
So, we originally wanted to have the birth at a local birthing center run by midwives, instead of doing the hospital thing. But, as Kira finally started going into labor (at 16 days past the due date), she had a fever off and on during the day. It wasn't high, but fevers during labor are generally bad, so our midwife got concerned enough that she wanted to send us to the hospital just to be safe. Oh, and I forgot to mention that I woke up that morning with a sorely wrenched neck and that same morning our midwife broke her toe and had to get surgery! Kira's support team was falling apart! Since we had to go to the hospital our midwife couldn't be involved anyway, but praise God my neck mostly healed up by the time we went in, so I could help during labor.
Anyway, we got to the hospital at 7pm and things seemed to be going ok. The doctors were concerned but still optimistic for a vaginal delivery, and the hospital has its own nurse-midwife program and was able to provide a midwife for Kira's labor. But, the baby's heart rate was at the very upper edge of what is considered OK. And her heart rate was dropping during contractions which, combined with the fever, could be an indication of infection or that the baby was not getting enough oxygen. So, to monitor the heart rate more closely, they hooked a monitor directly to the baby's head. This meant that Kira could not move around much at all. Putting the direct monitor on also meant breaking Kira's water, during which we discovered that there was moderate levels of meconium in the amniotic fluid around the baby (not surprising considering the fever and elevated heart-rate. The baby was clearly is some distress). They also started Pitocin to get labor moving more rapidly to get the baby out (that was before the head monitor). So, our ideas of free movement during labor were fading fast. The direct monitor only revealed that the baby was indeed responding poorly to contractions.
At this point both Kira and I felt like the docs were communicating that we were on the verge of a c-section, unless the situation improved. With some sense of "let's try this" the midwife hooked Kira up to an oxygen mask, but it seemed to work and slowly the baby's condition started to improve. It was still dicey, with stretches that looked great and stretches that were still concerning. Part of the oxygen procedure was that Kira had to lay in bed on her side for the oxygen to most effectively reach the baby - anyone who has ever been remotely involved in labor knows that this is one of the worst positions for contractions. After something like an hour of this, Kira was starting to talk about an epidural since she figured that would be the only way she could get through labor lying down and allow the oxygen to get to the baby; but when the anesthesiologist described the possible (though unlikely) side-effects Kira got uncomfortable, given that up to this point pretty much everything else that could have gone wrong had done so.
After this, Providence smiled and the docs said that since the baby had been doing pretty well, Kira could stand up instead of lying on her side (still attached to oxygen, etc.). At this point we felt that we had cleared the "c-section danger zone." Kira did a great job of relaxing into the contractions and letting her body do its thing, and that went on for two hours. When it was time for her to be checked, I was very hopeful that she would be well dilated and nearing the end. The midwife checked her and reported positively that she was 100% effaced and the baby was right up against the birth canal. A minute later we asked how dilated Kira was, and the midwife said she had not dilated any further than where she was at two hours earlier (5 cm; for the uninitiated, the goal is 10 cm). Ouch. Then, a few minutes later, the docs reported that the baby was starting to show signs of stress again so Kira had to lay on her side again. Back to c-section possibilities.
At this point contractions were coming very strong, and the side position was quite terrible. Kira asked for IV pain killer plus an epidural. The IV thing didn't seem to do much, but the epidural guy got to work. The whole procedure takes about 20 minutes, and 15 minutes into it (literally right before he was going to insert the tubing which would feed in the medication), Kira started saying she felt the urge to push the baby out! I was confused... this was only 1/2 hour after Kira had been checked and reported only 5 cm dilated. The next contraction Kira said the same thing. The midwife told the epidural guy to stop and checked Kira. She only got the tips of her fingers in and looked up and said "I feel a head!" With a decent amount of disbelief between Kira and me (and everyone else), we got set up for Kira to push the baby out and at the very first push the top of the head started peeking out!
The nurses and docs looked concerned and were having Kira push more than normal (5 times per round instead of the usual 3). I looked at the heart monitor and the baby's heart rate was down between 90 - 120 bpm (it should be 130 - 160 bpm). One of the shoulders was stuck and with the heart rate dropping, the nurses and docs were concerned for this kiddo, and were about to get forcepts to pull the baby out or do an episiotamy (I'm not sure which) when Kira got her out. 13 minutes of pushing. A team of pediatricians were there and took the baby over to a warming table and got the meconium fluid out of her lungs, rubbed her down, and gave her oxygen. Her first APGAR score was a 4 and she was quite pale, but the next score was an 8 (much better). After she livened up a bit, they let me take the baby over to the nursery where they continued to warm her up and monitor her, but with much less concern. She started crying as they hooked up the oxygen monitor to her, which brought her blood-oxygen levels right up to normal. Good kiddo! :)
Kira and Satya are now both doing fine. Kira is still on IV antibiotics for 48 hours to make sure the uterine infection that caused the fever is gone and thankfully it looks like none of the infection passed to Satya. I wanted to write this all up so that we could remember it, and because it felt like such a crazy labor that some of you might be interested in the details :) Kira and I are still a bit shocked that she went from 5cm dilated to pushing in less that one hour!! (checked at 1:30, started pushing at 2:25) And that the pushing started honestly probably less than a minute before the epidural would have gone in. Thank God!! And thank God that our little lovey made it out safely and the docs were able to get her warmed up and breathing well. And that we didn't have to do a c-section. Many thanks to our parents who were praying (and sorry to everyone else, but things were moving very quickly and I didn't have time to make many phone calls). And many thanks to our fantastic teams of docs, midwives, and nurses, each of whom really did an A+ job.
And that's the story.