park

water day in Oct

C had been spraying E with the hose. He is not going to stand for stuff like that much longer.

Hubers

day at the zoo

The army dudes are Jocelyn, Camille, Stella and Ella

E loves this pink car

Just pics of the kids playing. E LOVES this car. It's hard to get him out of it. Until his dad gets home and he goes running. Love when they all play so well together. I think I like E's sad face as much as I like his happy one. So cute, it makes me laugh.

Fall pics of the kids

one year ago today

Right about now we were leaving for the hospital. J was dropping me off and then dropping the girls off with Marci. I was pissed!!! Not the way I wanted to be doing my last labor at all. I wanted the rush, the excitement of going into labor on my own. E had other ideas. He was happy where he was. I waited as long as I could for him to make his move. It was time. At 41 weeks I was evicting him. I checked myself in calmly and not in any pain. Not at all like I was with C. No one was rushing and I walked myself to my room instead of being wheeled there. I was very disappointed this was the way it was happening. I had prayed and willed myself to go into labor for weeks beforehand but it was not meant to be. I was admitted, checked, asked a million questions, had my water broke and then set up to pitocin. All that was done by 10 am. Then J and I sat back to wait. Wondering how long it would take. I did get my epidural too which I was not sure about but did anyway. I knew for sure I would get one but felt it was too early. Wanted to labor and feel my labor. I got it anyway though just to be on the safe side. About an hour later E's heart started dropping during contractions. It was determined that he was kind of bouncing around in there and squeezing on the cord durning a contraction and limiting air flow. It was scary for a few minutes but the nurse knew right what to do and too action right away. She explained later that he needed the cushion of the water so she set up like a fountain type thing to let water flow in the right places to stop the pressure on the cord. It was a scary few minutes worrying if he was ok and if we were headed for an emergency c. After that everything settled down for about an hour. And then I started feeling my contractions. BAD. Like I did with C. It was right around when I got to 6 again. My contractions just start going and the epidural can't keep up with them. They tried to give me more but I was progressing too fast for it to catch up. At that point it was more or just push through it. This had happened with both of the girls too. The epidural gave me some relief in the middle but when it was go time I was in major pain. Just time to push and get baby boy out. And that's just what I did. I had to work harder to get him out. He was tough. The girls were a few pushes and they were out. He was harder. As soon as we saw him we knew why. He was BIG. Right at 9lbs. Big boy that had had an extra week (at least) to cook. After delivery we sat and snuggled him forever. It was one of the best hours of my life. It was so peaceful and amazing. It didn't matter anymore how he came into this world. Just that he did and we were so in love. Still are!!! I would do it all again. Go back and do the year over and I would love it. As long as it had the same outcome. We are good. In a good place and a family of 5 is just right for us!!