The week D was born I had been volunteering at the church with VBS. At my doctor hey were already seeing me twice a week for a fluid check and stress test. On Monday, I went in and everything looked good. My fluid level was 8 and the baby seemed to be handling everything well. But on Wednesday night I was in pain and having sporadic contractions. They stopped after about an hour. The next morning I was having real sharp pain on my left side at the bottom of my belly. After talking with the nurse they asked me to come in. After seeing the doctor they admitted me for observation. Once I was hooked up to all the monitors the information confirmed what we thought- that the pain I was having was not due to contractions. Next I was taken down to have an ultra sound to check the fluid. I was down to a 3 and we instantly knew that we would be having a baby that day! Luckily, I had called my mom on the way to the doctor and she was in town by lunch.
Here I am before we headed to the OR.
Meeting our sweet baby BOY!
Ms. Mallory came up that afternoon to help my mom and then came for a quick visit before heading home.
D got a little cut when they delivered him under his right eye. Although scary, I knew that I could easily pick him out!
Can’t believe Poppy actually held him the first day. I guess it only took 4 babies for him to remember how to hold a new born.
Tutu loving sweet baby D.
Proud Big Sis!
All my boys!
First pic as a party of 6.
Grandma and D
Proud Grandpa Pete
All I can say about these visitors is that laughing is not fun after a c-section and they would not stop making me laugh!
Auntie M snuggling with D
Ready to go home!
And since there was not enough going on, K decided to lose her first tooth the night we got home. Here she is the next morning after she found what the tooth fairy had left. We still have the tooth because K wrote a note asking the tooth fairy if she could leave the tooth so she could show Tutu.