
On Monday, May 18
th we welcomed Matthew to our clan. He was born at 1:35 and weighed 6 pounds, 11 ounces. J.R. was simply over the moon. He proudly sported his "Big Brother" t-shirt for three days. He still wants to know how Matt "got out of my belly"...
Markie is loving, but tentative. She is interested, but doesn't glow about him like J.R. The first few nights were pretty rough because he barely slept. Things are getting better now.
My Labor
I woke up Monday morning hoping it would be the day, but did not have a clue what was going to happen in a few short hours. I went to my weekly doctor's appointment. Gretchen asked if I felt any contractions... my answer, "Yeah, but nothing to write home about." I left her office at 10:20 and by 10:30 realized that I may be in labor. I thought I would walk around Target in Irwin to make sure rather than get back on the turnpike for the hour trip home to Cranberry. By the time I got to Target, I decided I better drive to
Monroeville just in case the pain worsened...so glad I did! By the time I arrived in
Monroeville 20 minutes later, I drove straight to the hospital.
NanNan talked to me on and off to make sure I got there safe and sound. I got to my room around 11:15. Jimmy was an hour out and my mom was about 2 hours out. Nervously, I answered work email til 11:30 or so. By 12:00 the pain was intensifying. By 12:30, Jim was there and I was in the water... which made all the difference. They made me get out of the tub (and I mean made me... I would have stayed there for the duration.) around 1:15. Thankfully, Rickie was there waiting by the time I got out of the tub. She is the official cord cutter for Jimmy! The last 20 minutes were... well, I don't think I have words...and then he was here! Three hours from start to finish. Sandy was the best and I fully credit the midwives for getting me through another labor and delivery without pain medication.
Although it was hard to keep the secret, Jim was surprised to learn learn that we were blessed with another boy. Whew - that was difficult to keep from him. I am so happy that I did not give in and tell him when I had windows of opportunity. It was so important to him and he got what he prayed for ... a healthy baby boy.