Saturday, November 17th started out as a "busy" Saturday. Ry went hunting. Parker had the Turkey Trot, a party at 3 and our last official girls night out dinner since Baby Charlie would be here Monday. I enlisted poor Uncle Jon into helping me with Parker for the Turkey Trot. However, before that we went out to breakfast and goofed off. Parker obviously wore herself out because when Uncle Jon went to go put her down to race she wouldn't let him go...she curle those little legs aroud his waist and held on for dear life around his neck. So much for running and winning a turkey.
That adventure down, we headed home and Park feel asleep in the car on her way from the park to the house. It wasn't even a ten minute drive. Park and Uncle Jon hung out for a few on the couch. After he left Parker crashed hard. She slept until 2:15.
On our way out to the party I started having contractions. All my contractions were ten minutes apart and since I wasn't even sure if they were contractions I enlisted Victoria's expertise! I never experience contractions with Parker so I wasn't sure if they were Braxton Hicks or the real thing. And I didn't want to be one of those people to show up at the hospital to just be told to leave.
After we left the Schwartz home around six Parker decided she'd like chicken nuggets. My contractions weren't getting worse so I figured we were safe! Wanting to enjoy our last meal together we went out to Country Cousins. While there my contractions of course got worse. They were about six minutes apart. I sent a text to KiKi asking her to keep her phone on and by her, but not to worry. But as I pulled into my driveway the always reliable KiKi was right on my heels. Of course Ry was hunting with Papa and I couldn't get a hold of him. With a swift phone to call to Uncle Jon, who was up quickly I was on my way.
Once at the hospital I guess I thought the process would be fast and they would get me into surgery pronto since I was scheduled for a c-section Monday, that was not the case. There was a debate (argument) on if stopping my contractions was possible, apparently not. I don't know what time Ry showed up, but I do know it wasn't more than ten minutes before they had me walk into the surgical room. Boy, was he lucky!
11:23 PM Charlie Anne was born. She weighed 6lbs and 4ounces. She has blonde hair, just not anywhere as close to white blonde as Parkers. She came into our worlds different than Parker, which I am hoping isn't a sign of how stubborn she might be. She choose her birthdate, no one was going to choose it for her.
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| First encounter; welcome baby Charlie. |
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| 1 Day Old... |
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| Parker wasn't wanting to touch her. I think it was weird not seeing her feet or hands. |
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| Charlie and Aidan. Oh, how close they will be :) |
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| All cozy and ready to go home. |
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| 4 days old |
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| Uncle Jon, Parker and Charlie on Thanksgiving |
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| 1 week birthday |