Our New Life

Well, Rigby has been easier to deal with than I anticipated. Peter, on the other hand, has been MUCH harder to handle than I thought. He is a full-fledged, tantrum throwing two-year old. AHHHHHH!!! These days I am convinced we are done having children, but I am sure I will eventually adjust and change my mind (not any time soon though:).

Rigby usually only wakes up to eat twice each night and then goes back to sleep immediately after eating. I had heard of such babies, but I never expected to get one! He is such a contented little boy; I LOVE it!

Here is my chubby little baby:

My only complaint is that he has at least 7 or 8 poopy diapers every day and is a bit of a slow/lazy eater. If he sleeps at night though, I can deal with those things.

Peter has been having a lot of fun with my mom these past couple of weeks. After practicing the alphabet with Scott the past several months and now with my mom, he can identify at least half of the upper case letters!
He is even smarter when it comes to throwing tantrums. I did not realize how much he had been manipulating us with these tantrums until Rigby was born. I think we are making progress though. Good thing the kid is so darn cute!

Here he is trying on Rigby's hat:

Here we are on a walk:

This is my way of keeping sane when I start going stir crazy at home. I LOVE my double stroller!

More Hospital Pictures

Here are some more pictures of Rigby and the family:

The only time Peter has cared to pay attention to Rigby is when he is pointing out his nose, eyes, ears, etc.

Peter refused to hold Rigby for a picture and wanted nothing to do with me when I was holding him. It was a miracle we got a picture this good.

My novel if you care to read it:

Rigby's arrival turned out very different than I expected. I began having bad cramps, stomach aches, and nausea throughout the weekend starting on Friday. Then, about 7:30 Sunday night some decent contractions began about 10-15 minutes apart. After an hour or two, they stopped; I thought, "False alarm." That night I continued to have the bad cramps like the previous two nights, so I did not think much of it.

About 7:15 Monday morning, the contractions started again at 10 minutes apart. I decided to take a shower and see how I felt after that. I discovered blood everywhere (sorry for the gory details), so I called Scott at work and said, "Come home. It's time to go to the hospital." While he was taking a cab home, I got Peter ready for my friend to pick up. Every time I leaned down and said, "Ouch, ouch, ouch," Peter laughed-thanks kido :).

Anyway, my friend and Scott showed up at 8:40, and then, Scott and I left in a hurry for the hospital. That is when things got really bad! In the van my contractions were coming less than 5 minutes apart, and I was yelling some not so good words. When we pulled up to the hospital at 9:05, I could not walk very far and there was not a single wheel chair in sight. So, while Scott and the hospital employees were rounding one up, I gradually drug myself into the lobby. Everyone was staring at me as I moaned and squirmed through each contraction. When I got to the room, the nurse said, "You are fully effaced and dilated." My reply was, "So does that mean I don't get an epidural?" YEP! No pain killers for me. I flipped out a little until the nurse told me I needed to calm down. The pushing began and 10-15 minutes later Rigby was born at 9:54-less than one hour after arriving at the hospital. I came way too close to delivering him at home or in the car for my comfort!

This was much different than Peter's 9 1/2 hour labor, 1 1/2 hours of pushing, and an epidural. The only similarity is that they both came early. Peter came 11 days early and Rigby came 7 days early (good boys!). Recovery has been GREAT without all of the epidural side effects. However, I don't know if I would have the nerve to go natural again if I had a choice; I am a complete wimp. Well, enough of this novel, I have a poopy diaper to change!

Rigby!

Rigby was born this morning at 9:54 AM CST. That is less than an hour after we got to the hospital (9:05 AM)! Rigby was 20.5 inches long and weighed 7 lbs 10 oz. Everything went well and now Rachel and Rigby are resting here are a few pictures that I took just after he was born. We'll put some more up later but for now, enjoy!