Andrew's Arrival!

As most of you all know by now, Mr. Andrew decided to make an early appearance! He was born April 14th at 9:08 pm. I started having regular contractions so we headed to the hospital. I was afraid that they were going to send us home, so I told Joe to leave everything (including the camera) in the car. Well to make a long story short, once I was hooked up to all of the monitors, they realized that Andrew was in distress and they were going to do an emergency c-section. Luckily, my OB was on call that night. I really believe God had a hand in that :) It all happened so quickly, and we were both so scared for our baby boy, that Joe didn't even have time to go to the car and get the camera. So, unfortunately we don't have many of the traditional shots that I would have loved to have gotten.



But here is the first picture of him in the nursery, before I even got to hold the little guy. At birth he was 6lbs 2oz and 20 inches.

My parents and sister and Joe's dad came to the hospital when Joe called to tell them about the emergency c-section. And Brenda (Mimi) was already with Izzie at home. It was really good to come out of surgery and see their faces and know that Izzie was happy and safe at home.

The next morning, Izzie came to meet her baby brother whom she had heard so much about. She knew exactly who he was the moment she saw him. And yes, I am totally aware of how completely hot I look in these pictures. Don't be jealous of my beauty- I had been through a lot, both physically and emotionally!

And we had many visitors in the hospital.

Grammy

Mimi

Cathy

Aunt Jackie

Aunt Theresa and Steve

Uncle Phil

Papi

Uncle Jason and Aunt Lisa

Addie

Paw Paw

And another shot of my sweet, sweet boy. So far, he is such a good baby. He was so quiet in the hospital, literally only making little squeaks when he was hungry. He is already so different from Izzie who cried about everything :) We are just so happy that he is here and is safe. I never saw all of this coming. Everything about this labor and delivery was different than Izzie's. I thought for sure I would end up being induced, but this little guy just wanted to make a big, scary entrance. I told him that he had scared me enough to last for a while, so no more! And does anyone remember that about a week before my ultrasound to find out the gender, I dreamt that he was a boy and that he was coming out of a slit in the side of my stomach instead of the traditional way? I guess it was a sign that I didn't take too seriously.

And I have to say thank you to all of your sweet messages and calls and dinners and everything! We feel so blessed and loved to have so many people wanting to help take care of us while I recover. Joe has also been amazing in this recovery process, but I know that he is so glad that I am actually beginning to feel like myself again, and able to move around much easier.

More pictures soon to come!