Our sweet little boy joined our family on April 29, 2012. I was scheduled to be induced on the 30th but got antsy to meet my little man. I tried several things to get my labor started and even thought the night before might be the night. I went to bed having what I thought were contractions and told Ryan I was nervous because I have never actually just went into labor. To my dismay they stopped shortly after they started and we knew it wasn't the night. Luckily my cousin Danielle was working that next day in Labor and Delivery at the hospital and "snuck" me in to get me started on bringing him into the world. She sent the text at 7 am that I was the next contestant in Labor and Delivery and to get down there asap. I woke up Ry, Rosie and Ainslee and told them it was time to go. I showered and we headed out the door. It was a great uneventful labor and definitely my best one to date. I actually enjoyed myself (thanks to the epidural) and would do it again anyday. Okay that might be a tad bit of a stretch but I can't complain one bit about my labor and delivery this go round. Danielle's shift ended at 6 so we were in a rush to get this little boy here so she could see him. We succeeded!
I'm always jealous that Ryan gets to spend more time with them when they are first born than me!
We did get some snuggle time in though and I loved every second! He started flaring his nostrils a bit and they were worried about his breathing so they took him to get checked out. Ryan went with him so he wouldn't be alone and I stayed back and waited for my legs to become useable again. I think we rushed it just a bit because when they tried to put me in the wheelchair I dang near ended up on the ground. Luckily I was able to catch myself but I think I about gave my mother a heart attack!
Jack was beyond excited to be getting a baby brother. He has taken the job very seriously and has done so great. He has far exceeded my expectations of how well he would do with the transition. I can always count on him to help me out with anything for his baby brother. He about plowed the nurse over on his visit in to see us at the hospital. He couldn't wait to get his hands on the baby. Ella on the other hand insisted the baby was scary and wanted NOTHING to do with him. She couldn't even be bribed to sit by him for a picture. She has decided though that he is not so bad and can often be found pinching his cheeks and telling him he is a cutie boy! He is such a sweet baby and was right from the start! I could almost have another one because he has just been a piece of cake! I really think you get sent what you can handle and luckily I got a content little boy.
After much debate/discussion/pondering we finally decided to name him Brody Arthur Paxman. Although I don't think he has been called Brody yet. He is our little BoBo and the name fits him perfectly! Hopefully someday he will look like a Brody but for now we just love our little BoBo!