Here's the Story....

Well I guess I'm back to the blogging world. It's been quite an exhausting week or so and I haven't even thought about taking the time to get on here and blog about everything. Things are going well....everyday is different though. Here's a look back at the last 2 weeks....
Well I went for that doctor's appointment and they said he was big.....so I decided to wait and induce on Monday hoping he would come before then. I felt like the "boy that cried wolf" all weekend because I kept thinking it was time but then the contractions would ease up. It was pretty frustrating at times but obviously it isn't what the Lord wanted. My parents were both here at this point and Melody and the girls came in Sunday night. Monday morning we got up bright and early and headed to the hospital. I was still having contractions off and on but never consistently. After we got checked in, my nurse whom I loved, Andrea, checked me right off the bat. To my surprise I was almost a 5. I was really glad to hear that knowing that my body had obviously been doing something the last few days. She started me on pitocin (drug to induce labor) at 7:30am and contractions started coming about every 5 minutes. They weren't really painful and actually felt exactly like the ones I had felt all weekend. I was glad to know that I had actually been having contractions and not just Braxton Hicks or something. My doctor came in at 8:30am and broke my water and then things started happening very quickly. My contractions ramped up to about every 2 minutes quickly after she broke my water. I was dilated to a 6 to 7 and decided to go ahead and get the epidural. This was the most miserable experience with Weston's birth. BUT....it was so great this time. They actually did it right and I could still feel the contractions but not too painful. I was able to move my legs the entire time which is definitely what I wanted. By around 11:15 I was starting to feel some pressure but nothing to major yet. At 11:45 my nurse checked me and I was to a 9 1/2! I couldn't believe my ears....super pumped because that took about ALL day with Weston. She called my doctor and by 12:15 I was prepped and ready to push. Pushing is definitely my favorite part.....there is a goal and the prize is my baby boy getting here!! I pushed through about 4 contractions and he was out! His dad did cut the cord....but that's about as close to the action as he got. Caleb was perfect.....we both loved him immediately. He had the cutest high pitch cry. They got him all cleaned off and wrapped up. I still can't believe that I delivered an almost 9 lb baby! I guess I've got some good birthing hips or something :) We had a few moments with him before the "big brother" came in to see him. This was interesting! Weston wasn't too sure of him....he definitely didn't want to get to close to him. It took some time but he finally warmed up to him. Our sweet families came in and we got to celebrate Caleb together. It was the best. Our pastor even came in very soon after he was born and prayed over Caleb. That was really a neat thing and something we didn't get with Weston. We are so thankful for our church family and staff.

I really felt great for the most part after the delivery. It was 12 hours shorter than my labor with Weston! What a difference! We were taken down to my post-partum room soon after where we stayed until Wednesday around noon. The days in the hospital went really well. We had several sweet friends come up to visit. 2 more of our pastors from our church came up too. We were blown away by everyone's kindness. My sweet sister got a huge stork for our front yard. It was quite a sight as we pulled up to the house on Wednesday.


The boys and their sweet cousins :)

The first night at home was pretty rough.....not going to lie. Weston wasn't too nice to Mama...only wanted Dada which broke my heart. It was better on Thursday when Logan went to work but there are definitely still moments. He is giving him kisses and loving on him more and more though.

My sweet mom stayed until Friday and then went home for the weekend while Logan was home. I thought I could do it all by myself starting on Monday......um...not so much. I am what they call "sleep deprived!" She just felt like she needed to come back on Tuesday and I am SO SO grateful. I have had 2 days in a row of getting an afternoon nap and it's been grand. I mean 2 hours of uninterrupted sleep can do a mama wonders!

So we are just trying to figure all this out....one day at a time and lots of prayers! That has been one good thing about being up at all hours of the night feeding my little boy....lots of time to pray. Mom will go home on Friday and then Logan's mom will be here all next week.

We rode in the car on Saturday night just the 4 of us to pick up some food. It was so different with all 4 of us in my car. I wouldn't quite call the xterra a family car but it's going to be for awhile.

I took Caleb to his one week appointment on Monday and he weighed 8lbs and 9 oz....so he's trying his best to grow and get back up to his birthweight. For some reason I think he'll have no problems! I still can't believe he was a whole pound bigger than his brother when he was born. Several people have asked me if I am birthing the defensive line for our football team.....who knows??? It's starting to look that way :)

One week old....

Gosh, we are so thankful for our two boys! Sometimes I don't feel like life can get any better than this! We just thank the Lord for all He has done for us and know it is all because of Him.