Well we made it all the way to August :) This is a long post about having a baby, that is your warning.
On August 3rd (my due date) I went to the doctor and after my blood pressure being high again she told me I could either go to the hospital to be monitored again (this is what I did at 39 weeks when she was considering induction) or since we are 40 weeks she said I should just go ahead and be induced. I told her the one benefit to being induced is you get to schedule it and she said if I wanted to wait another day I would still have to go to the hospital to be monitored to see if it was okay first so I said alright I will just be induced then (I have slight mommy guilt over this). She at least let me go home and get Rae to my friends house and get Jeremy (we only have one car and it was with me).
We showed up at the hospital and they started pitocin and two hours later I was not dilated any more at all. I was a four when I got to the hospital because I have been having fake labor for a month (the worst!) that was dilating me a little but not putting me in active labor. The doctor came up and broke my water and then left. I asked the nurse how fast people usually dilate, she said usually a centimeter an hour. I said great I have six hours! 20 minutes later I could feel the baby coming out and I was a ten. A centimeter an hour?? I was feeling pretty mad, apparently it is possible to go from a four to a ten in 20 minutes, although I do not recommend it. I then was told to not push for 15 minutes because my doctor was 15 minutes down the road and she was turning around to come back. I was not handling it well lets just say that.
Doctor came in, baby came out and everything was fine (I guess). He was 9 lbs. 1 oz. so maybe getting him out that day wasn't the worst idea (wasn't the best idea either!). I then didn't sleep for the next three days, and we have slowly been adding to our daily amount of sleep since then. Hugh is the cutest baby and I am in love. I remember with Rae I felt the same way and again this time, it surprises me that you can have this baby in your head and in your heart so clear and then when they are born they are a stranger. Just as surprising is how fast that changes. I love this first picture, mostly because after that he just wanted to cry and sleep somewhere else. That is okay I will take a lot of pictures in his life.
Rae will too :)
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In the few moments between the above picture and the below picture Rae dumped water all over her shirt.
Hugh has a scrunched up forehead with a slightly annoyed face a lot. If you pick him up when he is content he has the annoyed face, if Rae slams the door he has the annoyed face, if you kiss his cheek too hard he has the annoyed face. When I thought I should get a picture of the annoyed face I walked over and he had the annoyed face.
yes like that. Forehead all scrunchy.
When we got home from the hospital, Jeremy was gone the next two days to a class he is taking to prepare for his PE exam. Jeremy's parents stayed with us and Rae loved all the attention! It was fun having them here.
So we are on day 10 now and Rae has actually been handling everything really well. She is very quick to let me know when baby brother is sad, she brings him his blanket, bulb syringe, binkie, mitten, etc. She sometimes lets him sit in her chair. She climbed up to me on the couch and started smacking my back and said pat him mom! She is wondering why I am always patting his back? She also draws "pictures" of him so I know she thinks he is alright.
Aside from the cuteness we have all had our fair share of tears. Don't let the blog fool you. It is hard but we are makin it!
But goodness there sure is a lot of cuteness.
