We went to the hospital late Monday night after I started contractions. They weren't all that strong, but pretty close together. Once we got there, contractions of course stopped...so we walked the halls for a while and were admitted, although I think they'd have sent us home had they not known us. Once we were admitted, labor did start for real, just slowly. I was about to get my epidural meds (they had already placed the cath and used some more temporary drugs), but it was too late, Cole was ready to make his entrance to the world. Matt told me I could push if I needed while my doctor got gowned and gloved etc. Well, that's all it took. Matt saw the head, told me to wait...hahaha...and then delivered Cole bare handed. (It's nice to have a husband with medical training that can step in like that.) Cole is absolutely perfect...he looks just like Jack did, but with even more red hair. He makes sweet like squeaking sounds, but when he gets upset he shrieks. He's the sweetest little thing and we love having him home!
We brought Cole home to meet his big brother on Thursday (no kids under 18 at the hospital right now). Jack did great...he thinks the baby is pretty great so far. He likes to bring Cole toys (especially the little elephant grandma helped him pick out especially for "the baby". He's been loving having grandma here (and so have we)!
