That was my angel card that I picked on Tuesday morning and that is exactly what we were doing by 12:14pm on Wednesday afternoon.

I woke up a couple times on Tuesday night/Wednesday morning to some contractions. Nothing consistent, but just strong enough for me to wake up. At 2:20am they started coming every 5 minutes for about a minute at a time. I woke Paul up an hour later, "Honey, I think I am in labor". He gave me a high five. We laid in bed for another half hour before we decided it was for real, we rolled out of bed, showered, made some breakfast and a cup of coffee....just in case it was going to be a long night. We got to the hospital about 5am where they hooked me up to a monitor to check my contractions, check the babe's heart rate and give me an exam (who wouldn't love that at 5 in the morning?) I was dilated at 2 and my contractions had slowed. The nurse sent us to walk the halls for an hour to see if I might progress. Let me tell you, the hospital is an eerie place at 5:30 in the morning.

Back in the birthing center by 6:30am and I had jumped up to a 3. They admitted us and the next 5 1/2 hours are already a blur. We walked some more and my contractions started getting a little stronger. Paul gave me another high five.

With the advice of the doctor, we broke my water at 8:30am with what looked like a crocheting needle in hopes that it would keep me progressing....and that it did. By 10am I started laboring quite a bit harder and breathing VERY heavily. By 11:55am, I had had enough and was ready to push this kiddo out. And nineteen minutes later, at 12:14pm, Sahalie Rae was born. And she is beautiful.


Hell on Wheels....

We pulled Spencer's bike out a couple of weeks ago and it has been so fun to watch him as he went from walking next to it to full on coasting. My favorite part is his riding outfit and that he likes to wear his helmet all the time....in the house, playing outside, in the pool, while he is eating lunch, and in the car. Safety first I guess.


Today is the day...so they say

My belly may be ready (I don't think it can get much bigger), but this bambino seems quite content to stay inside awhile. And to tell you the truth, that's just fine with me. It seems like I always have "just one more thing to do"....like pack my hospital bag.


Lazy Days...

Oh, how I love the lazy Sunday morning. Spencer was in charge of adding the blueberries to the pancakes...can you tell which one was his?


The Whole Fam Dam....

We snuck in a last minute canoe trip at Sparks Lake with the whole family (dogs included) before this new bambino arrives. Spencer had fallen asleep on the way up and woke up to us unloading the boat and nearly fell out of his car seat he was so excited. "You see that pretty lake mama. I love that lake mama". We strapped on our PFD's which Spencer had been wearing around the house all day and paddled out to a quiet beach. The boys were crazy enough to go for a swim while the dogs and I supervised from the shore.