Introducing... Jamison Reece

I want to back track a bit and start with our biggest summer adventure - the birth of Jamison Reece.  We were sent to the hospital the morning of May 20th due to a hint of meconium (poop) in the amniotic fluid.  Docs discovered it during an amniocentisis to check Jamison's lung development for an early induction the next morning.  I arrived in my labor room around 11am with Corey arriving shortly thereafter.  Just before 1pm, the nurses hooked me up to pitocin, popped my water, and determined I was dilated to 2.  I decided to get the epidural right away because - well, why the heck not? 

Looking hot!

The first few centimeters were slow going so the nurse decided to tork me into some crazy position she had affectionately named the corkscrew.  It was not pretty but being the trooper I am, decided to give it a shot.  Low and behold, only 1/2 hour later I was dilated to 10!!!  Boy were we surpised and excited.  Bad news - Doc is on his way but is stuck in traffic.  The INTENSE urge to push will have to wait.  Dr. Hirt (otherwise known as Dr. Hot) finally arrives at 5:45pm and gears up for the big arrival.  35 minutes later, at 6:25pm, Jamison Reece arrives with the cord wrapped tightly around his neck.  The next few minutes are very scary while they frantically work to "wake" him up.  They continuously reassure us that this is a "good" thing since it allowed them to put a tube down into his lungs to grab any meconium that may have lingered but we didn't believe them - all we wanted to hear was that telltale sound.  Finally, the cry we were waiting for!  Phew!!!!  Apgars were 4/9.  He was a beauty weighing in at 9 pounds, 2 ounces and 21.5" long. Our biggest!

Finally, big brothers get to meet their looooong anticipated little brother.  I will never forget the look on their faces when they first walked into the hospital room.  It was as if no one else on the universe existed but the little bundle of newness lying on the bed - and they were on a mission to get there.  Jack could have stayed all night just patting this new creation that had "popped" from Mommy's belly. 

Josh, on the other hand, was over it after 1.5 minutes and moved on to the cupcakes.  In their own ways, they fell in love with him that day, just as we had the day before.  We are so blessed to have three healthy, perfect, beautiful little boys!