Baby JACK JONES!

We showed them didn't we Jack?

As I said in my last post I was going to tell the hospital that Jack wanted to be born on May 20th regardless of what they say. My last post was written on May 20th at about 7:45 p.m. While writing the post I did feel some stronger contractions but since I had been contracting all day I really just ignored it. Until I published my post and started walking around. They immediately started coming 3 minutes apart and I had to breath through them. Brian was putting Emmi down to sleep, but I barged into the room and said we need to go to the hospital fast. I called Eric and Kelley to take Emmi and in no less than 5 minutes we were out the door. Emmi couldn't have been more thrilled. Off for a sleep over with her cousins.

Driving to the hospital was the longest drive possible. The contractions were coming so fast. I was a contortionist in the passenger seat while gripping Brian's thigh everytime a contraction hit. Brian dropped me off in the round about and I ran or should I say danced into labor and delivery. As soon as I told them I was in labor the tears started to flow. I think it was more my nerves than pain. You wait so long for this day to hold a healthy baby and you just pray that those prayers will be answered.

I got settled into the room. The nurse checked me and I was dilated to a 6 and by then I begged for the epidural. I am a totally wussy. The contractions were coming so fast I had no time to rest in between.

They started my antibiotic and literally 2 hours later Jack wasn't going to wait for another dose. The doctor was paged and literally when he arrived Jack was here in 3 minutes. I wasn't able to hold him for awhile because when they broke my water it was meconium stained and so the NICU team took him right from the doctor. He did well and all his vital signs were perfect. He even had a knot in his cord. He was a little boy scout when he was just small to tie that knot. That's my boy Jack!

Ok....so I will stop talking.....here is our mystery boy Jack Jones. He doesn't look like Emmi, me, or Brian. He is a complete toe head with blue eyes. CRAZY!!! We will just sit and wait till he morphs into someone. Well, I think he looks like my brothers and my dad, or just an old man!

Hi...my name is Jack Jones...I am 84 years old

and I like to play BINGO on Tuesdays!

born May 20th at 11:59 p.m.... weighing 6lbs 13 oz and 20 inches long

I'm going HOME!

BUMPED!!!

False alarm...... No baby today............

The hospital called this morning and said due to the storm there was a huge influx of women that spontaneosly went into labor and that my induction would be cancelled until tomorrow. I was fighting back the tears with the lady.....then I suddenly just turned into hormonal angry lady and told her, "well you just might see me in there anyway".

By 11:00 a.m. I started contracting hard about every 5-7 minutes. I had my mom come get Emmi. and all I could think of was that I would show them that I would have this baby. If they weren't going to put me into labor....I would do it myself.

I ran errands. Picked out some porch furniture, got some Great Harvest cookies, and hung out on my porch timing my contractions.

Well now it is 7:45 p.m. and still contracting every 7-10 minutes and not progressing at all. I guess tomorrow is the day. I am thinking this little boy just wanted to be a Gemini and not a Taurus like his sister. I always try to pick my kids birthday's but I guess they just have their own agenda. They will come when the hospital is ready, or when I am ready. In the long scheme of things.....what is one day?

I'm having a BABY tomorrow!!!

I can't believe that I can actually say that I am going to meet my newborn son tomorrow. I am so nervous and anxious, yet so dang excited. I just pray that everything goes well and that he comes healthy.



I have been having so many dreams of all the complications that could happen, but then again I am the master worrier. If something bad can be imagined, leave it up to me to figure what it could be.



Brian had a dream the night before last that we left to Tijuana for the weekend and the baby happened to come. When the baby was born he turned and smiled at Brian and he had a full on bowl cut with dark hair. Brian said he looked like one of The Beatles. So Brian nicknamed him Beatle. The kid could even walk....in fact he walked through the turn style at customs all by himself. Brian was warning him not to touch anything because "everything was dirty" I can't stop laughing. I think I may have a Ringo waiting to come out. Hopefully no bull cut though!



I will keep you all posted on how things go. WISH ME LUCK!!!

HAPPY BIRTHDAY TO......

My Little CUPCAKE!!!

2 years old

This was my mock cake the night before. By the end of frosting this thing I was ready to throw it across the room. I let Emmi have at it. Wow was she in Cupcake heaven?

The morning of her birthday we took Emmi to the Zoo. As she was walking out of the house she said, "Bye mama....I am going to highschool" She had her turtle backpack on and ready to go.

On Saturday we had a little Cupcake Birthday Party for Emmi. She invited all of her little friends and her cousins. She thought she was for sure the queen for the day. The kids decorated cupcakes and Emmi sat so still and serious while we sang "Happy Birthday". She blew out her candles and then all us adults dug into the Giant Cupcake. Emmi opened presents and loved every minute of the attention. Thank you to all her friends for coming and making Emmi feel so special on her birthday.

These cupcakes are Emmi's creative creations. More the frosting the better!

Emmi opening all her presents!!!

My Giant cupcake creation.....yummy Carrot Cake!!!

Happy Birthday to my cutest EMMI ever!!!

P.S. For all of you that got the cute cupcake invitation.....as soon as I handed them out I noticed my typo. My pregnant brain is so gone.