and it FINALLY happened....

after saying good-bye to my 12 year old 

and sending her off on her first solo plane ride to indy,

after saying good-bye to my mom,

who had driven in from cali. two weekends in a row to be

 here for the baby & to help with the kids,

there we were.

sunday evening.

no eldest. no mom. no baby.

10 days past my due date.

we went swimming with cousins one more time,

some friends stopped by with ice cream,

we visited, got the kids cleaned up & shipped to bed.

exhausted and frustrated....

we went to bed.

then sure enough,

at 3am,

my eyes popped open.

oh yes. i was pretty sure that was a contraction.

i waited.

9 min. later... another one.

8 min. later... another one.

i decided to wait an hour and see if the contractions stayed consistent.

 they did. they were 7-9 min. apart and about 30-40 sec. long.

and they were intense.

i decided at 4am to get out of bed and get some cereal and text my mom.

i texted... "looks like L is going to have a birthday buddy!"

it was july 1, L's 11th birthday.

i labored around another hour before waking paully up.

at 5:30am i decided to take a shower and wake up dada.

he couldn't believe it.

he called natalie and told her to head over to our house.

i continued to labor with my heated bean bags (life savers)

and just walking around.

it was different than when i labored with R. i picked one spot and stayed there on the bed the whole time until we left for the hospital.

with this baby, it felt better to be standing and kind of sway thru the contractions.

i also used bradley method & a little hypno birthing techniques to meditate upon.

at about 7:45am i knew we should probably head over to the hospital.

we left the house and arrived at the hospital at 8am.

i walked into triage and requested to deliver the baby there.

they said no.

i was feeling a lot of pressure.

i was also feeling irritated at the triage nurses' questions and banging on the bed.

i don't know why they aren't more mindful and quiet.

anywho, turns out that pressure i was feeling was my bag of water.

it exploded in triage.

i had never had that happen before.

then i really had to push.

they threw a sheet over me and wheeled me into a delivery room.

i'm not sure how i managed, but they had me get onto another bed.

they kept asking to check me to see how far along i was,

but i declined and told them the baby was coming.

i was so happy that my doctor was there to deliver.

she had just returned from a vacation and

her shift had started at 7.

i told her i waited for her :)

i'm sure she thinks i'm crazy... or a stalker.

i'm a little bummed we didn't have lunch together after the delivery.

so i pushed a few times...

and at 8:18 am

 a beautiful healthy

BOY

joined our family.

18 minutes after arriving at the hospital.

pretty close. i'm glad my water didn't break in our brand spankin' new car.

there was a lot of meconium so they had the neonatal team there checking him out.

he was just fine and hadn't ingested any.

he was 21.5 in. and 8.13lbs.

i still had my dress on.

he and his big sis share a birthday.

she was a little apprehensive with the idea before it had happened,

but once the baby was born,

she was thrilled.

we had a special birthday party for her in our hospital room.

i had ordered her a rainbow zebra cake,

she's obsessed,

and she was happily surprised.

R was excited to finally meet his brother.

he knew it was a boy the whole time,

never doubted.

 

we stayed at the hospital for 2 days.

which was amazing.

we rested and bonded with our new baby.

it really was heaven.

i could have stayed 2 more days.

but alas i did miss my kiddos

and needed to relieve

nat....

who had been in charge of 7 kids for 3 days.

i came home to a clean house & happy kids.

what more could i ask for.

we stopped off for some blue donuts & headed home.

he is settling in quite nicely with all of his siblings.

they are all crazy about him and are big helpers.

he has had a little sensitivity to dairy but i'm hoping

he does not get into the same behaviors as his brother.

no colic allowed.

he does insist on being held 99.9% of the time which is why

i am finally getting to this birth story after 3 weeks.

i am so crazy about this little bundle.

 daddy is taking the morning shift so that i can crash for 2 hours.

 his favorite spot is on daddy's chest.

this little boy sure is surrounded by a lot of love!!

and noise!