Welcome NoahNoah came into the world on Saturday January 16th at 1:57am. Weighing 7lbs 3oz and measuring 20.5 inches already he was bigger than his brother when first born.
The NameThe moment we found out we were having another boy I knew I wanted a strong classic name that was not too common. I already had a few names in mind that Tim and I had both discussed, however on our search for a name for our new son I came upon the name Noah, as I read the name I immediately felt the impression that this is who he was. He was Noah already, and it was like "DUH" how did I not see it sooner.
His middle name is also a little unique, it is my father in law's middle name (which is his mother's maiden name). I loved the sound of the two names together and hope he inherits more than just the name from his grandpa B.
The Pre-BirthTwo weeks before Noah was born Dean had been sick and throwing up 2 nights in a row. I had not had a good night sleep in weeks, and I felt I was coming down with something. I felt horrible. As I went to bed that night I prayed that I would not go into labor that night, I knew I would not be strong enough to go through labor that day. 20 minutes later I started contractions.
I was at the hospital with contractions that dilated me to almost 5cm but produced no labor. They had been caused by a stomach bug that was going around. The ride to the hospital was fun as with every contraction we had to stop the car so I could vomit on the side of the road. I left my mark in every little town from Nunda to Warsaw. A week later I was in the hospital again with contractions and false labor. They sent me home after a couple hours, still with contractions and no drugs! HOW DARE THEY!
The BirthI almost dont even want to write this because the memory of it all still haunts me...hehehe.
I was traumatized from being at the hospital already twice, so when I felt the first contraction I decided to wait. The next contraction was so strong I woke Tim up. We left for the hospital a few minutes later. The ride to the hospital was the worst and most painful experience Ive ever had. I held on tight to the seat of the car as I endured the most excrutiating pain.
As we got to the hospital Tim ran out of the car to go get someone to come help. I saw him leave and unaware of how long he would be I attempted to get out of the car. I fell to the ground and then saw someone running over with a wheel chair. They put me on the wheel chair and started running. It was like being in a movie, the nurse literally ran into the maternity room and yelled "we need a room now", everyone started to run, then they picked me up and put me on the bed. I was expecting to have to endure this pain for a few more hours and begged for pain killers. The doctor said "Lorna, there is no time for that, we are delivering this baby now, on the next contraction I need you to push". SAY WHAT?
By the time Tim made it to the room I was already pushing. 20 minutes later Noah was born. No IV, no hospital gown, no drugs, not even a lowsy motrin.
The RecoveryThats it, the crazy story of how Noah came into the world. Luckily the recovery was much easier than it was with Dean. The experience in the hospital was great, the episiotomy was not as bad and I got motrin after :)
Welcome Home
Dean immediately loved his brother, he is very sweet with him and loves to hold him and sing to him. I am so blessed to have such amazing kids.