close to the end

The end of the year of 2011 is close. I am happy about this. 2011 has been one of the hardest years I have experienced in a long time. I am ready for change and ready for some new beginnings. On a brighter note, the past few weeks have went by fast. I was able to experience Thanksgiving with my Dad, sister and brother. I was then able to celebrate the birthdays of my son who turned one and my husband (and his brother). Then it was the Christmas time and I was blessed to spend it with all of my children at home. My sweet little man, who turned 1 on Dec 7th, still had no teeth on his birthday. I was able to call him "Toothless" until Dec 26th that is. I got up and checked his sweet baby teeth on Christmas hoping that maybe we would get those teeth on Christmas as we had all been singing that all Lexington wanted for Christmas was his teeth (any teeth no just his two front teeth). However, he didn't have them that morning. Late on the 26th around 9pm, I checked his mouth again and there it was, a sweet little tooth on the top right hand side of his mouth. Something to celebrate for sure.
Now, I get to look forward to 2012, and starting out the new year in court. I hope after that point life will get easier and the uncertainties in our life will start to unfold so the Lord will send us where we should be, whether it be here in Arkansas, out in Arizona or up to Massachusetts. There is just so many loose ends in my life right now that I really need to be able to know what is going on with each before I can know where we are going or what we are doing. I hate not knowing but I love an adventure, so I am trying to look it all as just that, an adventure.

Lexington turns 1

On Wednesday, December 7, 2011, this week, we celebrated the 1st birthday of my baby boy, Lexington, part of the reason for starting this blog. It started off as what should have been the most perfect day. We woke to snow on the ground, roofs, and cars, but roads were clear. Lexington even slept in not waking until close to 9 when I finally woke him up, afraid he would sleep the day away. Our very happy peaceful morning was soon interupted by anger and resent, and stomach in knots due to issues with Aaron and Ron, and the discussion of court on Tuesday, Dec 13th. It wasn't until much later that I was able to come back to concentrating on celebrating my sweek little man and his very big birthday...his first. I must admit that through all this, I had almost forgotten another very special man in my life, my husband, for he and Lexington share the same birthday. By midmorning, I had remembered Ben and wished him a happy birthday.
On his actual birthday, I got Lexington a Happy Birthday Singamajig and a small piano. We bought mini carrot cupcakes and let him blow out his candle as well as eat his cake. Lexington was so sweet in eating his cupcake, he carefully ate all the frosting off the top with little pincher bites. He would pinch the icing, put it in his mount, then pinch some more and eat again. After all the frosting was off, he crammed the whole mini cupcake into his mouth. I had to get a picture, then like a good mom, I dug it out of his mouth, broke it in half and let him cram half of it back in, too funny to watch him eat it since he still has no teeth.
We celebrated his birthday with a big party on Saturday. His cake was amazing, not quite what I had pictured, but still super cute. I also picked Ben up a cake to celebrate him as well. Needless to say, not many people wanted cake so we still have a ton left over in our fridge, Cake anyone? LOL. I stayed up late the night before his party putting some of the finishing touches on his menu. I only left one thing off and I was too tired to include it and there just wasn't enough time on Saturday to fit it in. I made deviled eggs, a chipped beef with green onions and olives cheese ball served with wheat thins, and pinwheels made with flour tortillas, some of which were cream chese with olives and green onions, ham and white american cheese and turkey with cheddar cheese, on the sweet side, I made homemade carmel corn, fairly simple and tasted great but took arm strength, rice crispy treats, a tastefully simple key lime cheese ball with twisty grahams and homemade white fudge dipped oreos. I had water bottles with personalized labels made that said Lex is 1 and I made lemonade. Then of course there was the cake which was a white cake with the best buttercream icing I have ever had and a raspberry filling and citrus sherbert. We had a wonderful turn out. Ben's parents came, along with his sister Julia and her daughter Lindy, his brother Dan, his wife and two sons, sister Laura her husband and their daughter, my friend Ashley, her mom Theresa, and Ashley's daughter Courtney (Lex's BFF), Sarah, David and Landon Henderson, Crystal, Britt and Bryson Newton, Phillip, Destiny, Jude and Josie Jackson, Kyla, Mike, Ethan, Aubreyann, and Desi Henderson, Betty Ann and John Edwards and Cammi, Dave and Amy Gericke. (Hoping I didn't leave anyone out). It was mass chaos at its finest. I also had Brian Meeks and Pauline Murphy onsite doing photography. The party was centered around the photography and I hope that all my guests were able to get pictures. I know the mid range kids had a blast dressing up with the various props and such. I am waiting to see the pictures. Again, Lex had his own smash cake but proceded to eat it much the way he ate his cupcake, picking the icing off and it eating it one pinch at a time. The girl who decorated his personal cake for some reason did black piping around the base so by the time he was done, he had black everywhere, smeared all over his face, in his hair, in his ears, everywhere.
My only disappointment was that I wanted to put together a time capsule for Lexington, something for him to open on his 18th birthday. Unfortunately, not a lot of people went with the time capsule idea and we got more toys and gifts than we did donations to the time capsule. Since we haven't sealed it yet, we are hoping to have a few last minute stragglers out there.

Lexington 1st Birthday Party

On Wednesday, December 7, 2011, this week, we celebrated the 1st birthday of my baby boy, Lexington, part of the reason for starting this blog. It started off as what should have been the most perfect day. We woke to snow on the ground, roofs, and cars, but roads were clear. Lexington even slept in not waking until close to 9 when I finally woke him up, afraid he would sleep the day away. Our very happy peaceful morning was soon interupted by anger and resent, and stomach in knots due to issues with Aaron and Ron, and the discussion of court on Tuesday, Dec 13th. It wasn't until much later that I was able to come back to concentrating on celebrating my sweek little man and his very big birthday...his first. I must admit that through all this, I had almost forgotten another very special man in my life, my husband, for he and Lexington share the same birthday. By midmorning, I had remembered Ben and wished him a happy birthday.
On his actual birthday, I got Lexington a Happy Birthday Singamajig and a small piano. We bought mini carrot cupcakes and let him blow out his candle as well as eat his cake. Lexington was so sweet in eating his cupcake, he carefully ate all the frosting off the top with little pincher bites. He would pinch the icing, put it in his mount, then pinch some more and eat again. After all the frosting was off, he

so....

Today is December 4th. That means thankfully there are only 27 more days in this awful year. 2011 has been a rough year. There has been very little good and a lot of hard times and bad things happen. I only hope that 2012 will bring gladder tidings. How can so many hard times and bad things happen to one family/individual? I guess I should be happy (and I am) that my family seems to have it's health. That is the only positive I can think of right now. We are not even all together as my oldest son has left me to go live with his father. Other positive of 2011 was being able to go visit my father. I was able to stay home with Lexington for the majority of his first year, so I was able to experience many of his first milestones which was another "good" for 2011.I tried being positive and thankful for the month of November and I do have many things in my life to be thankful for yet there has just been so much stress and hardships for our family this year, it's a wonder we have all made it through. Some how, some way, 2012 has to be a better year than the one we are currently in. My positives to look forward to in 2012, the possibility of moving closer to family. Hopes and prayers that Aaron will move home at the end of the school year in 2012. That putting Garrett in a sleep clinic will help shed some light on some of his "problems". Being less than 6 months away from having my masters by the end of 2012. Hopefully getting to travel to experience the Polar Express,as well as Disney(Land or World - I am not picky), and family too! I do have paper I should be working on for my final in my first class for my master program. I have to do a press release and a 2 page memo, but I can't bring myself to work on it. Lexington turns 1 on Wednesday and I have a house that I have to get cleaned, and yet I can't bring myself to do that too. It has been so long since I have written and I felt a need to write and now I feel a need to head to bed. I hope tomorrow to get my paper finished (as it is due by midnight) as well as make enough progress in my "office" to get my Christmas tree and decorations up. I still have several decorations I need to "create" before Saturday for Lexington's party as well as start on making food and looking up recipes. It's going to be another fun filled busy week. Wish me lots of luck!!

A New Leaf ?? Maybe

I am sitting here at 1 am in the morning, having been up pretty much the whole day. Granted, I woke up late, kinda this morning. Lex woke me up at 5 after going to bed at midnight, and I couldn't seem to find the energy, so he went back to sleep with us, woke up again around 7:30 at which time I got up until 8, went back to sleep until 9:30 when he woke me screaming because he was mad that Ben had left him alone in the living room while he used the bathroom, heaven forbid. Around 1 I started developing a migraine and laid down at 2 and woke up suddenly again 2:30 with things to do.
I feel accomplished with what I have done today, though. I spent individualized one on one time with all of my children. I haven't said an abundantly excessive amounts of "no" if I have even said it at all. I painted, moved furniture, marked the next wall for more paint, read, did homework, cleaned (very little), and been happy, in pain, but happy.
Tomorrow I am hoping to tackle going to church (hoping I still feel as good as I have today since I am getting over this sinus infection), work on cut outs for props for the photography booth at Lex's birthday party, paint some more, do laundry, clean my bathroom, write a 1700 word paper with correct APA formatting, clean my office, and again finish the day feeling accomplished and happy. I am also hoping to get in more basketball practice with Garrett and spend time doing something "girly" with Kimberly before both she and Aaron have to go "home". I hate calling it home when Aaron goes back to Ron's. I really am ready to have him home here. Aaron's one on one time will be spent painting and doing artistic stuff tomorrow. I am also thinking I will allow him time on the computer with facebook, since I am mean that way.
I still can't get over the fact that my little man will be 1 in less than a month and his birthday party is less than a month away too. I have so much to do to get my house ready for it. I have to get my office, living room, bathrooms, kitchen, bedrooms, etc etc spotless and ready for ridicule. I want it to be picture perfect. I want outside to look decent as well. I want my Christmas Decor up and ready to go. I have to get his invitations done and sent by Friday. I have to work on the decorations for his party. It's crazy. I am going to be so busy. And we leave on Friday to go to MA...and see Dad & Kelli. I am so super excited!!

Friends! "in a different time"

Lex and I left the house yesterday evening to go hang out with our two favorite beautiful women. We have been doing this a lot lately. While we were there and the night was winding down, I sent a text to an old friend who I was lucky enough to get back in touch with after many years. He recently moved into the next town over which made it easier to see each other and help each other out. This friend had a rough day and was going through a hard time so I wanted to check in and make sure he didn't need me. Good thing I did, because I really think he did need me there.
We left our sleepy lady friends around 11 pm and travel north to see this close friend. This is a friend who was family to me before I had my current family. We have known each other since we were 6. After 25 years of friendship it is just like picking up where we dropped off 11 years ago the last time we hung out.
He's a great guy with a heart of gold. Unfortuantely he often too quick to try to give that golden mass in his chest away to the first available woman he feels a connection to, and thus ends up in heartbreak and misery. Last night was unfortuantely not much of an exception to this rule. He had been drinking all day to deal with his pain & misery. A certain self destruct mechanism surrounds him when he gets like that and too often he just needs to be close to another human being, to talk, to reminisce, to be reminded of what an awesome person he is trully. We sat around and did just that, talked of old times, talked of current times, talked of what went wrong, what we did right, where we wanted to go, where we once thought we were, fears, hopes, dreams, emotions, relationships, we seemed to cover most of it all.
Finally at 4:30 in the morning, having a weeks worth of sleep deprivation finally catch up to me, I bid my friend, my brother, fairwell, and I left to head home. I was happy to have been there during a time when he was in need, a time when he was vulnerable, and give him a shoulder to lean on and an ear to listen. I hope that I am there again if I am ever needed in the future.

just here (November 9 2005)

Nov 9, 2005

just here

Current mood:busy

Another day....what to say...it's amazing how different men and women are from each other and the thoughts we have about certain situations. It's a long complicated situation of which I don't feel like elaborating on at the moment, but just the way things are preceived.
Women have a tendancy to blow off certain situations that men can't seem to get around, and yet the important issues we have trouble dealing with they can't seem to grasp why it would bother us. It never ceases to amaze me.
Have I written lately about the wonderful man I have been blessed to have in my life. Ok, I must admit that there is more than one wonderful man blessing my life, but two are of my own flesh and blood.
Ok, new subject...nothing like skipping around from subject to subject is there.....true friends are the best and other than one or two, it's been awhile since i've been blessed to have many friends be a part of my life.....
I love my girls, my friends, my confidants, and there are a few men thrown in that mix too, so I guess I shouldn't be too biased, but for the most part anymore it's females that reign supreme in my little friendship circle.....
But as much as I love them and would bend over backwards to be there for them especially when they need me, I don't understand sometimes why they put up with the situations they do sometimes.....and hun, if you are reading this, you know who you are....
Friends are the best. True friends that is. And in this part of the world they are hard to come by.

8 months

Lex turned eight months old yesterday. Kinda came and went with no big to do. I had honestly forgot until a little after 8 that evening. We spent most of the day shopping and just relaxing. I slept most of the day and so did Lex. A wonderful way to enjoy a Sunday I suppose. I had full intentions of getting up and going to church, but I was so exhuasted. Lex has somehow managed to sleep for 4 hour stretches last night and the night before. A wonderful warm welcome to every hour and half or two hours, but someone when I wake up after the four hour stretch I am in such a state of restful sleep that I can't seem to wake up. We slept until a little after 8, but when Lex went back down to sleep around 10:30 so did I and we slept until close to noon. After we woke up, we hit some school supply shopping at Staples and Walgreens and grocery shopping at Kroger. When we arrived home it was time to make dinner and start the ususal evening routine. It was during this routine that it dawned on me that my sweet little boy had turned 8 months old that day. How time flies when you are loving your life!! How much Lex has grown during that time and how much things have changed! Lex started pulling up today. My little guy is trying his hardest to stand so he can start walking. He still won't crawl like "normal" babies, but he can sure book it doing the "army" crawl. It amazes me to see what new things he learns each and every day, how he plays and explores the world around him. I missed a lot of this time with Aaron and Garrett. I was able to be home with them more than a working mother but not as much as I am with Lex. I absolutely love my time home with my sweet boy. I have also loved my time with my older boys as well.
Unfortunately, Aaron is now at his father's full time. I miss him tons. I have been very busy with Lex and Garrett. Garrett is in football this fall and has practice 3 days a week and the other day, I have scouts. It's a busy schedule. My days are filling up fast. School starts next week and I must say that as much as I have loved my summer home with the boys and love being with them, I am really looking forward to the routine of the school year. I am ready to get back into my "jobs" and booking some new Thirty-One shows, as well as starting a new weekly routine with Lex.

Good Intentions

I have one of those lives where I have the best intentions for everything. I planned to get all my thank you cards out for gifts I received at my baby shower before Lexington was born and here it is 2 weeks before Easter and I still haven't managed it. I started a blanket for my neighbor for her birthday that was in September and yet I only have a portion of it done. I was quilting another blanket for her son and only completed a quarter of it. I planned to write every day of all the wonderful adventures I have had in mommyhood with Lexington, and yet I think I have only written twice since he was born. Really!!!???? Is this my life????!!!  I don't want to forget a single moment of the memories I am making with him and my other children, yet I can't find time to put it to paper or cyberspace for that matter. When I can make time to sit down and write away, it either cuts into my time with them, or it cuts into my sleep time as it is doing now which in turns cuts into my time with them when I make it up.

Lexington turned 4 months old yesterday. He had is 4 month check up today. He weighed in at 14 lbs 9 oz and is 241/2 inches tall. His head is roughtly 16 cm. He loves to stand! And to jump and play in his bouncer. He has no patience anymore for his swing nor does he have much patience for his bouncy seat, the one thing both Garrett and Aaron loved. But you put him in his jumper/activity center and he is in bliss. It is super cute too since it almost swallows him since he is still pretty small for it. He can hold his head up very well, even though we don't do tummy time like we should. He hates being on his belly. Then again, with that big ole budda belly, I can see where it could be a little uncomfortable for the little man. We or rather I, Mom, started giving him cereal 3 days ago. He just doesn 't want to sleep through the night anymore, so I was hoping real food would help. He was ready for it, but so far, it hasn't helped him sleeping all night again. I will be ready for those 6-8 hours of uninterrupted sleep to return. The doctor told me today to try to just let him fuss and not get up and go to him and definitely don't feed him during the middle of the night. I am going to try tonight, we will see how it goes. I became a stay at home mom officially this week. It is scary, but I am trying to have faith that it will all work out. In other cute news, he is actively sucking on his hands and quite often acts like he is teething. Yesterday he found his toes and I just loved watching him do that. His laugh is one of the most addictive, angelic things I have ever heard. I wish he would laugh all day. His is a generally happy baby, until he is upset and then he WILL let you know. Once whatever is wrong has been fixed, he is happy once more. I could sit for hours and just hold and watch him. I was in love with all my children this way, but there is something about the fear that this is my last that I think makes me that way that much more than I ever was. Easter is right around the corner so I have taken to making him wear bunny ears when we go places. It is so super sweet. I really need to get a picture.

It is late. Garrett has a baseball game tomorrow and then I have to go do a Thirty One show in Vilonia. I am hoping for a good turn out and hoping that I can get at least one more if not 2 or 3 more parties out of this one. I am ready to start having 4 parties a month. I want to have some steady income. I also need to be working on the spreadsheets for my other bookkeeping job so I can start having some steady hours there as well. However, I have a final I have to study for and take before Tuesday and a 10 page paper and outline. There I go again with the good intentions. I guess I need to start learning how to function on less sleep. Seems sometimes my best work comes to me between 10 - midnight.

Good night cyber world and whoever is out there that just might be reading this!!

Short, Fat & Furry

While driving down the road this morning, I had this epiphany, that my blog is not just about all things "Lex", but rather "a day in the life" of ...ME. I was working on writing this wonderful blog about my youngest son with lightly sprinkled antidotes of my other children when I realized that although yes, I do wish to finish my blog about the wonderful experience of my most recent birth of one of my children, I also want to capture all of my children equally, and I want to blog about my life, my mundane, boring, always on the go, LIFE. This is it, me and my life, in a blog. Some will find it humorous, and will laugh at the spots where I laugh, others will find it sad and cry with me when I feel like all is lost and I just want to give up, I just hope that people read this. If not, one day I will print it out and maybe some long lost relative 10 years down the line will find my life interesting, maybe.

My story of today begins with the short, fat and furry, aka...LuggNutt.

I went back to work at CAPCA full time on Feb 7, Lex's two month birthday. It was sad. It didn't even take me being there a full week to realize that my full time working arrangements weren't going to work. I couldn't make it into work on time since I had to wait to get the kids off on the bus before dropping Lex off. I am still breastfeeding, so I had to take time out of my day for pumping which my boss (being a man) did not understand having to do this more than once a day. Plus, with Lex at a sitters, I had to take off promptly at 5 to pick him up. There were also the other catastrophes, such as forgetting pieces of my breast pump, or the sitter needing to do something which meant I had to pick him up early. I soon told CAPCA I would be leaving. That was when I was offered something different, the opportunity to work part time, so starting this week, I work 3 days a week for 5 hours a day. I am off on Tuesday's and Friday's meaning I had this morning off. 

The day started much the way it would if I were headed into work. Lex slept from 11:30 last night until 5:15 this morning. I was so sleepy, I couldn't wake myself, so I gave him the pacifier, and laid back down. The alarm started going off at 6 and by 6:30 I was up and feeding Lex (who was still sleeping from his earlier 5:15 wake up call). After the feeding, I got dressed and pumped. Ben had the boys up and they were eating, getting dressed and making their lunches for school. Aaron was nice enough to feed LuggNutt. Ben took Luggy out for his walk while I changed and dressed Lex. Instead of walking Luggy back inside, Ben loaded short fat and furry up in the back of the suburban so I could take him into the vet for a grooming. (HE STINKS!!) *Grooming might sound like a frivolous gesture, but for a 55lb bulldog, it is a sanity saver. Anytime we bathe him, we get bathed, and if we bathe him in the tub, he clogs it and it hasn't been quite warm enough to chase him around the yard with a hose.*

Ben leaves for work, and I work on getting the boys out the front door as I am walking out with Lex in his carrier so we can get Luggy dropped off. Everyone is now gone from the house, Lex, Luggy and I are loaded in the suburban and heading out. Then, it starts to rain. I have not thought this scenario out completely. All I was thinking of when I booked the appointment was having to drop Luggy off, I forgot about the part where I have to do this with a 3 month old, and now in the rain. Oh the adventures of mommy hood.

We make it to the vets office and I decide it will be easier to handle Lugg if I just carry Lex instead of the whole carrier. I didn't take into account how I will get the lease on the furry monster while holding the squishy mommy monster...hummm??? I get it taken care of and Luggy jumps down out of the back, and then takes off with Lex and me tow, having the need to go mark his territory.

We made it inside and were able to get Lugg dropped off. The poor girl who came running over to help a mom with a tiny baby and huge bulldog was a little timid and I feel she bit off more than she could chew. Lugg was left in good hands.

Now for the rest of my day, I have to write a 2 page paper and put together a bibliography for paper due in 2 weeks. I also need to do some laundry and basic housework. I have to prep for a Thirty-One show I am doing this weekend. Then sometime around noon I have to head out the door to go pick up pictures, after which I want to stop by the consignment sale, then to go pick up Lugg,(once again trying to figure out how to juggle the dog and the baby) hopefully all in time to make it back home by 4. Whew...I am getting tired just thinking about it. Busy day, but such is my life. Welcome to adventures in Mommy Hood!!

Delivery Time

So, I really should be working on my papers that are due in less than 3 days for the course that I had to take an incomplete it, however, in a little over 8 hours my little guy will be one month old and I already feel as though I am losing so many precious memories by not writing them down. I live them, but they will not stay in my memory forever, and if I do not commit them to paper (electronic or actual) soon, then I fear they will be as gone as the moment itself. 

It was roughly 5 am when we arrived at the hospital. Ben parked the car and I went to check myself in. However, we ended up getting to the labor/delivery about the same time. They got me dressed and hooked up to all the machines. I was also shaved.  At around 6 or 6:30 they called my Dr and the C-section time was moved to roughly 7:30. Dr Henry made it to the hospital and checked in with me around 7. Not long after he stopped by, the anesthesiologist came by to get me ready for my epidural, mandatory for my surgery. The local numbing agent actually bothered me more than the epidural itself. The kids had to step out of the room, and since Ben wasn't at my side, I am not sure where he was for the placing of the huge needle in my back. I do remember the look on his face of total shock when he walked around the curtain about the time the nurse was putting in my catheter. That was completely uncomfortable, not Ben watching out of complete shock and horror, but the actual placing of the device, not painful but severely uncomfortable as I was not numb when they did it, and apparently Lexington's sweet little head was right were they needed to put pressure to place it.

Around 7:15 the nurses came in to take me back to the operating room. I remember they made Ben hang back until they were able to put up the sterile drape. I hated that, I wanted him by my side. We got into the room and I had to switch beds. Unfortunately, somehow, my IV kept catching on different objects and felt like it was trying to tear out of my arm, luckily it was just the extra tape ripping the hair off my arm that would cause me to stop and kept the IV in place. After moving over to the operating bed, I had to lay flat on my back, not a comfortable position at all for someone with an almost 9 lb baby up in her diaphragm. I could not breathe. I kept asking to sit up so I could take a deep breath, when the anesthesiologist gave me "something to make (you) me more comfortable". It did take the edge off my not being able to breathe until it felt like someone was crushing my windpipe around the area of my voice box. Everything seemed to be happening so fast in the operating room and Ben still had not appeared. They were pinching to make sure I couldn't feel anything, and giving me medication. I was afraid the doctor was going to start without him being there. They already had the drape up and I couldn't see anything, all I had to talk to was the anesthesiologist, the nurses and doctor were busy counting tools and prepping everything, no one was paying attention to me, and it was kinda scary. At least they did put warming blankets on me to keep me from freezing as it was only 60 degrees in the room. 

Finally Ben game in, and it was show time. They brought him in at just the last minute. I was just glad that he was there to hold my hand. At 7:38am they declared time of birth and told us we had a very healthy baby boy. Dr Henry stated that Lexington sure did not look like he missed any meals. Ben was not able to get a photo until after they had cleaned him up some. He had measured 20 inches and was 8lbs 15oz. It took me 4 days before I found out that his head measured 13.5 cm. Ben was the first to be able to hold him. I had to stay were I was and was not able to hold my sweet boy until I was taken back to my labor room. Dr Henry moved rather fast and we were back in the room with the boys a little before 8. I remember Dr asking me if wanted my tubes tied before he started closing me up, the answer was NO. Ben had to ask the anesthesiologist about the burning smell as they cauterized some of my bleeding. The nurses did put Lex with me as the wheeled me back to my room. I remember him opening his mouth and he had the same dimple on his tongue that both Aaron and Garrett have. Odd for me to remember that. 

I know that he did pee on the nurses in the O.R. as they were cleaning him. Once we got back to the room, they dressed him and diapered him and put him under the heating lamp. After he was diapered and reswaddled I was able to nurse. The boys were so proud of their new brother. But due to hunger, Ben and the older two left to go get food. That was about the time I started nursing. I stayed in that room until roughly 10 am when they had to move me up to the 3rd floor to the mother/baby floor. Wish I could have stayed in that room, it was huge and nice and lots of room. 

I feel as though I am leaving out important facts from the actual birthing experience, but that will have to do for tonight. If I remember more, I will come back to edit. You never know when a memory will be triggered.