It’s clear that there’s a larger purpose to my motherhood: It’s apparently my job to supply a steady stream of boys to Camp Greenbrier and build my own insider Green Team for Camp Alleghany. That’s right, Baby Shreckhise was born and:
IT’S A BOY!
Ellis Cameron Shreckhise entered the world with a fury at 5:42 a.m. Monday April 7, 2014. Seriously, it was a precipitously quick birth, with labor just around three hours and Ellis bursting forth like he was sliding on his way to a home run, bases loaded, bottom of the 9th. And score he did, arriving without delay!
From what I understand this is typical of a little Aries, the astrological ram.
What’s a few contractions when there are sandwiches to be made?
Are you ready for the birth story?
There I was, sound asleep on Sunday night when I awoke around 2:00 a.m. thinking something might be up here but not really sure — after all, Ellis wasn’t actually due until the 2oth. But by 3:00 I knew it was for real and made Matt get up, and called my mom by 3:30 to come over and stay with Mason.
Through horrific contractions I still attempted to take a shower, finish packing, and also pack Mason’s lunch and get some other school things ready for him. Not sure how I ended up doing all that!
Matt and I got in the car around 4:30 and it was a pretty dramatic car ride. I’m thinking the whole time, “This baby is coming now and I don’t want to give birth in a car by the side of the road.” I’m sure Matt was thinking he wasn’t ready to become a midwife (ha ha) so he essentially glanced both ways at the red lights and moved on through, determined to get to the hospital N-O-W.
I was just in horrific shape because I was also trying to finish up some Camp Alleghany staffing plans in between contractions — haha, just kidding! I actually couldn’t do anything except hold on and hope the baby held off those ten miles or so to the hospital. It was so intense!
We checked in to the hospital at 4:45 and it was then that the middle-of-the-night shower, packing, and lunch-making came back to haunt me — I was told I was too late for an epidural, much to my (extreme) dismay, as every subsequent wrenching pain would remind me.
I wasn’t really sure how I would do this, but in the end, just under an hour after we checked in, Ellis was born! And I did do it, which is pretty cool. Of course, I am a Ghany Girl, and we can handle things! 😉
Oh, but one other thing: I am a screamer, as essentially half of Augusta County is now aware. The birth was the TOTAL opposite of Mason’s — with Mason I had a nice, simple, mostly pain-free birth and he entered the world quietly. Ellis came out screaming (like I was screaming!), so we’re joking he’s going to be a mover and a shaker.
Mom to the rescue!
According to my mom, the second she got my call she was bolt upright and wide awake. After all, her baby was having a baby! And then when she saw me, she “knew that the baby would come very fast.” That’s the benefit of experience.
I thought she might go back to sleep but she stayed awake, and apparently Mason woke up with a bad dream at some point and asked my mom to stay in his room with him. Was he sensing my pain? Ha ha!
Just minutes after the birth Matt sent a text to just the grandparents that said “it’s a boy” and that details would come later. We asked mom not to tell Mason anything yet — we wanted him to find out if it was a brother or sister when he met him for the first time. My mom got Mason dressed and to school and then came to the hospital.
She hung around oohing and aging over our new bundle of joy and then picked up Mason from school, fed him lunch, and brought him to meet his brother. Mason was so happy to learn it was a boy. He said “I knew it was going to be a brother!” We have some great video footage of him talking about teaching Ellis how to play sports, and protecting him, and cute stuff like that.
From and for our mothers
So how did Ellis Cameron get his name?
Mason’s two names are from our dads’ sides of the family, so we were hoping to name the next one after our moms’ sides.
Ellis is my mom’s maiden name; Cameron is Matt’s mom’s great grandfather. Also, Matt wanted some “historic significance” to the name, because Mason is actually named after George Mason — my family is direct descendants of George Mason on my dad’s side.
We mulled it over, and then I realized that Cameron was also the name of the land that one of my ancestors lived on who was a civil war general (Gen. Samuel Cooper) who worked closely with Robert E. Lee. That land stayed in my family until 2003 when my grandparents moved out of their house. So anyway, that’s why we chose Cameron. If we’d had a girl, the name was probably going to be Cameron Ellis! 🙂
What about that Ghany Girl?
I’m ecstatic to have 2 boys and love the idea of brothers growing up together. I know a lot of people out there were hoping for a Ghany Girl, but we are leaving that — for now — to baby Sally, my brother and sister-in-law’s (Louise’s) little girl.
I would have been just as happy either way but am very excited that Mason gets a brother :). Plus we really are building a solid Green Team for 18 years from now!
That’s it, I really should sleep while I can, huh?
–Elizabeth Dawson Shreckhise, Assistant Director, Camp Alleghany for Girls