New Addition...

With the soon to be arrival of our second child, I decided to try to make some special moments with Sam while he was still pretty much the single focus of my attention. Not that I don't try to do this anyway, but you know...make a little more effort and make these 'last days' some fun last days for him. So, a couple weeks ago, we joined some friends and went to the pumpkin patch. These girls are like Sam's big sisters. He gets SO excited to go see them and just loves hanging out with them. He picked out his own pumpkin. Maybe we will carve it tonight while Grandma is still here. This doesn't have to do with anything...other than he LOVES these goggles and I think it's funny.A belly shot taken on Sunday October 16th at 8:30pm. I am 39 weeks 6 days...and FAT! My Mom flew in Sunday night (Oct 16th) late to be here when for I had the baby. I wasn't too worried about having it before she arrived, but the thought did cross my mind. A few weeks ago, I started having dreams over and over every night where my water would break while I was laying in bed sleeping. It started to freak me out, so one night I put some stuff on our mattress to protect it if/when it happened...hoping these crazy dreams would stop. Nope.

My Mom arrived around midnight on Sunday night/Monday morning and while she was waiting for Gary to pick her up, we were texting and she said "Ok, you can go into labor now" - ha. OK. I was actually scheduled to be induced Tuesday morning and we had a huge long list of things to do on Monday which included taking Sam to the Zoo. So, going into labor before Tuesday morning was NOT in the plans.

Well, she got to our house around 1:00. Gary went to bed and mom and I stayed up till about 3:15 just chatting. Finally we went to bed and at 4:45 (yes, just an hour and a half later) my water broke...in bed. EXACTLY the way it has been doing it in my dreams for weeks. I thought it was a dream, until I sat up and continued to feel water leaking and leaking. How much water is IN there anyhow?

So, I woke Gary up and my Mom up...and we tried to figure out what we were going to do. I wasn't expecting it to happen quite like this. We finally figured things out and make our way to the hospital...yes, that is me with a towel between my legs. What a beautiful 'last pregnant' picture, eh? Here is my support group...this was taken between contractions. Yes...painful contractions. Sleeping husband. Awesome. :)

Long story, but after a few hours of labor, it was decided that I needed to have a c-section. Not what I planned and not exactly what I wanted but it had to be done...and here is the cutest baby ever! Man, how do I get so lucky!

Mason Gary Fears - weighed in at 7 lbs. 1 oz. and was 20.5 inches long. SO SO SO much smaller than Sam ever was. I didn't know they came any smaller!

I just can't believe I'm a mom of TWO. WHAT? It is so crazy to think about! It has been a little difficult lately because I can't lift anything but the baby. So Sam is getting the short end of the stick. My Mom is teaching him to do a lot of these things that would normally require lifting...on his own and he is adjusting quite well.

Sam just loves holding him and pointing out his eyes, hair, nose, fingers, toes, etc. It is so fun to have him so excited about the baby. He is obsessed with putting Mason's binki in for him and rocking him in the swing and doing anything he can for him. I hope it continues and that he doesn't start to get jealous or mean...we shall see. For now, we are all just in love with our new family member and can't get enough of him.