The little man

I'm utterly miserable 39 weeks prego as of yesterday.

I guess I shouldn't have gotten my hopes up, but the midwife got me all excited on Tuesday telling me that I was 4-5 cm dilated already and that I should expect to have this baby any minute.

Why do they do that to me? Get my hopes up?

Sigh.

It's fine... I mean, I want the baby to come when he's ready, but I am sorta starting to feel like he might be stalling. I have been having contractions for days... days I tell you!

If I make it to Monday's appointment, I really think I have earned a few more centimeters of dilation and I think that I should pretty much be able to sneeze at this point and pop out a baby.

Seems fair to me.

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Stop the presses...

We have an update! This post was started mere hours before I went into labor with our sweet baby boy!  I am happy to announce that our precious little man arrived at 5:48 am on Saturday, January 26 - weighing in at 7 lbs and 7 oz, 20.5 inches long.

He is a delight and so far a very chill kid, though I do wonder if he is just doing that sly baby thing where they act all tired and mellow for the first week and then show their true colors. Time will tell... but regardless, I love him so much and we are thrilled and blessed to have him in our family.

Speaking of mellow and tired... I certainly am... well, at least the tired part. Thus, I will continue this post with mostly pictures from some of the past few days.

Sassy and Jenkins came to the hospital to visit. Sassy is in love.

Eli was primarily concerned with the fact that there were graham crackers on my bedside table.

He also thought that the curtain was cool.

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Can I just tell you once again how amazing this woman is...

My mother-in-law, Debbie.

She is an absolute angel.

Not only did she come to help me out the last week of my pregnancy, but then she stayed at our house and wrangled 3 wild critters, BY HERSELF, while we were at the hospital. She truly is incredible and you have never met anyone with such a generous, considerate, loving spirit. Thank you so much Debbie... I love you dearly.

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Here we are...headed home from the hospital. 

So precious and wee.

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The kids made an adorable sign to welcome their new little brother. 

I still haven't taken it down. 

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Chilli, the baby lover of the family is so excited to have this new little doll. She keeps saying, "BeeBee! BeeBee Bruder!"

Sassy, and consequently Chilli, began begging me to let them feed the baby. Sassy was particularly distraught that she did not have the proper "equipment" to feed him, so I being the wonderful engorged mother that I am, pumped for them.

I made their day. 

I'm happy to report that Mr. Jenkins is now acknowledging his brother's existence, however, he is not nearly as enamored with him as the girls are.

He did engage in a little game of "doctor" with his sister.

The report was positive. He is in fact a baby.

Nurse "purple kitty" concurred.

That is all for now. I hope to post more pictures in the coming weeks, but I also hope to sleep... and I'm not too sure either will happen.

Maranda