We went in to the hospital on Thursday afternoon, semi-frantically calling around to various friends on the north side of town, who might come babysit the kids in the waiting room. Our original plan, to drive them down south to hang with the Ruperts, was a total failure due to rush hour traffic. Ask me sometime how much fun it is to time contractions in stop and go traffic on Mopac. Will came through, and Chase passed off Wren and her coloring book, and a sound asleep Jane, and headed back to a room with me. Dave made a heroic drive across town and took the girls to Chick-fil-A, and he and Jessie kept them for the weekend. I have heard that wonderful robot costume parties were enjoyed by all.
I commented to Chase while we were walking up and down the halls, trying to keep my contractions regular, that it really was almost like a date night. We got to have whole uninterrupted conversations and a lot of time to ourselves. There were plentiful ice chips, and repeated offers of beef broth (um... no thanks). Of course, even with insurance, I am not a cheap date.
Things picked up once I got tired of walking around and we started pitocin, and then things really picked up when my doctor asked if I wanted her to break my water. I was in transition before I knew it, and Ben was born at 1:01, on the 22nd, after about 30 minutes of pushing. He was 9 lbs, 3 oz and was yelling right off the bat.
He only wants to sleep when someone's holding him, and he only wants to eat about every 27 minutes. None of the hats I knit for him fit at all- in fact they look like yarmulkes. He has spit up on me 8 times and not once on Chase.
But overall he's pretty great. I think we'll keep him.
We are all enormously grateful for the prayers and the hard work of our friends and family. You guys have loved us and cared for us and continue to do so and we are overwhelmed. Thank you all so much.
8 comments:
My brother Frank weighed 9 pounds 3 ounces when he was born and he was the third kid after two girls. And my other brother is named Benjamin and one of my nieces is named Jane. So far, I'm feeling like you guys are making good decisions (I know how much you planned to have a 9.3 son)
what a cutie! Congratulations!
Congratulations - he is so adorable!
Congratulations! I am excited to meet him! I am also excited to have found your blog. How did I not know about this?
Congratulations to you all! He was born on our 44th wedding anniversary, so he's definitely a keeper!
Another good looking Roden baby! 9lbs is about how big my little brother Tim was when he was born. my mom still complains about how big his head was (and is).
So excited! Can't wait to met Ben! Love you guys!
Ben is so beautiful. I can't wait to meet him!
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