Happy birthday to Carter Francis, Grayson Hunter, and Archer Anderson! Unbelievable. I was certainly in denial when I woke up at 2am having contractions. I had been having them on and off for weeks so I didn't think much of it. I was super awake though and could not fall back asleep and after about an hour, I started realizing that they were 7 minutes apart. I took a shower and got dressed and by about 4am I was pretty certain I was in labor. I woke Dave up and told him to take a shower (knowing there was no way Dave would leave the house if he hadn't showered!) My mom came over by about 5am to watch Carter (and I had to apologize to him that we weren't going to the zoo because mommy was going to have a baby!) and we headed over to the hospital. Even in the car I kept thinking, well maybe this is false labor. There is no way I am having my third child on November 17th! They admitted me at 5:30am and I was dilated to 3cm. They said I had to be at least 3cm to be admitted and warned me that the labor process could take awhile. At 9:00am they gave me an epidural and checked me--I was already at 9cm! My doctor was shocked and I was sooooo pleased that it went so fast. For the next few hours I was extremely comfortable and Dave and I just talked and hung out. I was really scared to push as I didn't know what to expect and I was so scared that something would go wrong and I would have to have another C-section. Finally a little after 1pm the nurse said it was time and so I started to push. Two pushes later she panicked and made me stop as she desperately paged both doctors that were on call--neither showed up. Finally a random doctor ran in, introduced herself, sat down, said I could push, I pushed one more time and Archer Anderson Hill made his grand entrance into the world all at once! It was 1:47pm and he weighed 7lb2oz and was 19 inches long. And he is so sweet and snuggly and the perfect addition to complete our family. It was obviously a very emotional day and so full of memories of Grayson. What a lucky mom I am to have one day a year to remember the births of my three baby boys!
The night before, Carter and I went to watch Dave play softball. I can't believe how gigantic I was!
Here is my big 2 year old, reading a book to himself. I am so proud of Carter and how smart he is and how silly and fun loving his personality is. He is such a wonderful toddler and a joy to be around. He loves to play games and chase his daddy around the house. He loves to sing songs (Twinkle Twinkle, London Bridge, You are my Sunshine, as well as Skyscraper by Bad Religion are some of his favs). He loves to play with his Star Wars toys--Chewy and Robot are his buddies. He needs a toy in his hand when he goes to bed at night which can be anything, usually something small and plastic. He carries around a beloved blue circle block that he calls a car-circle (I think a car-circle is a circle with a hole in the middle--like a tire). He still is obsessed with lights and fans and begs to turn them on every day. He absolutely loves Mickey Mouse. He still loves yogurt and strawberries more than any dessert, although peanut butter M&Ms are a new favorite. I can't believe it has been 2 years already! He certainly has come a long way! One thing that hasn't changed--he is still so stinkin cute and I just want to kiss his little face every day. He is so precious to Dave and me.
We had a star-themed birthday party for Carter at the beginning of the month--good thing we did it early this year!
Pics of Archer's big day to come...I am tired and typed this whole post with one hand as I hold him!