The Cutest Family

Last night around 9:00 p.m. or so, Jill started hurting.  She told me that she was sure that she was in labor and that this would be the night, so being the good husband that I am, I hurried and went to bed so I could get some sleep (nothing worse than a tired, grumpy husband).  Around 4:30 a.m. this morning she woke me up and told me it was time.  I tried to convince her to go in without me and then call when they call the doctor, but unfortunately that didn’t work and I had to get out of bed .

Jacob and Nicole were pretty excited when we woke them up.  It had been a long 9-month wait for them (or rather 8-month, or so, wait).  We had a fun drive on our way to grandma’s house to drop off the kids (well, it was fun for me, Jacob, and Nicole).  On the way, we were helping mom breath through each of her contractions, doing those kind of loud breathing sounds you hear on shows – he he, ha ha (that’s the breathing, not a laugh).  It sure made us feel better, but I don’t think it helped mom.

We finally arrived to the hospital around 7:00 a.m., got the epidural around 9:30 a.m., and at 12:38 he was born.

We thought that he was going to be one of our bigger babies (not that any of our babies were large), but he ended up being the smallest of them all, by quite a bit – he was only 5 lbs, 7 oz. (I’m sure Jill didn’t really mind though).  He’s 19″ and healthy, and mom is doing great, so we’re pretty happy.

It seems like one of the best things about having a newborn baby, is the excitement of the big brothers and sister(s).  Grandma said it was a long wait for Jacob and Nicole.  Jacob was so cute with him, as you can see the joy and excitement in his face in the picture below.  Nicole was too, but there was just something special in the way that Jacob felt towards and acted with him.  It was really cute.

So far, Joshua hasn’t seemed to be too jealous (in the couple of hours they were here), but I’m sure that won’t last.  I guess we’ll find out.

In a way, I’ve been terrified since we found out that Jill was pregnant with him.  I thought three was the perfect number (and thecutest“little”family.com can still work with three).  It’s sufficient to make life a bit very challenging, but doable; four on the other hand… well, I guess I’m going to find out.  But now that he’s born, here, and is my son, I’m grateful that the IUD the doctor did for Jill went through the lining of her uterus and had to be surgically removed (although I’m sure she’ll probably say otherwise); and then, of course, that the birth control didn’t work thereafter either.  I’m glad he’s mine!

It’s strange, as happy as I am to have him, there’s a part of me that’s sad.  I guess it’s with how quickly life passes by and how quickly they grow up; and how today, I lost my once-baby boy, Joshua, to our new born.

But I guess despite whatever he is, does, and becomes in life, he will always be my son, just as will always be each and every one of my children (and in Nicole’s case, my daughter; my princess and angel).

Well, I guess it’s time for me to leave the hospital and go save grandma from our kids now.  I’ll try to post some more photos tomorrow in our photo gallery, for those wanting to see some more.

Posted by Tyson on Sunday, March 15th, 2009 at 8:11 pm.