August 18th, 2010

Daddee called us early in the morning to tell us that Mommee was in labour and they expected Curtis to arrive that day.  So, we set out right away, since Poppa had to be back in our city by 1pm for a dental appointment.  It was a nice morning for a drive and the traffic was heavy, but not too bad.  But, let me give you some background details.  About 11:30pm on Tuesday, Mommee started feeling crampy, but not bad enough to go to the hospital yet.  So they went to bed, and Daddee got to sleep until about 3:15am on Wednesday, when Mommee woke him up because she thought it must surely be time to go.  Luckily Uncle Craig was there, so they didn't have to wake Munchie up - and they went over to the hospital which is a short distance away.  After Mommee was checked out, and a call had been made to her doctor, they told her to go home and rest for a while longer.  When we arrived, she was resting in bed, which was good.  Uncle Craig was there and he and Munchie were enjoying each other's company.

After Uncle Craig and Munchie had a bite to eat for lunch, Daddee went to take Uncle Craig to the station to catch a train back home, and Poppa had to leave to go for his appointment with the dentist.  Or course, while they were gone, Mommee got feeling even worse, so she got dressed and ready to go.   This was now about 3pm on Wednesday.

So we chatted and passed some time, but she was pretty tired and worn out from all those hours of discomfort!  And, sure enough, before Daddee got back home, she had another contraction.  She was being sooooo brave and handling like a real trooper.  We didn't hear a sound from her, but we could tell.

Pretty soon, Daddee got home and once again they set out for the hospital, while Munchie and I waited for Poppa to get back.  About 5pm Daddee phoned and said that they didn't think Curtis would arrive before Munchie's bedtime, so when Poppa got back we headed for home.  At bedtime, Curtis still hadn't put in his appearance, so I left my cell phone turned on beside my bed and turned in.  Daddee texted about 11:30pm that things were progressing, but still no new baby.  After 24 hours of labour, I was starting to get a little concerned, since Munchie had been similar and ended being born by emergency C-section.  Oh Dear!  I managed to doze off again and the next call didn't come until about 4:15 on Thursday morning..  Finally!  And Naturally!  Curtis had arrived!  He was healthy and Mommee was tired, sore and happy!  As I already told you sooner he weighed 8lbs. and 15oz!  No wonder it was hard for him and Mommee!

We were later getting away on Thursday since Poppa had to do an errand for Great Gramma, but as soon as we could we hopped into the car and headed back to the hospital.  When we arrived Daddee met us at the door and soon we were able to meet Curtis.  Munchie was intrigued with his tiny little baby brother.

We all took turns holding him, while Munchie admired him.  He's sooo cute and sooo tiny.  I keep trying to remember Mommee that tiny - or even Munchie, but it is hard to imagine now!  Here he is with Mommee and Munchie.

And here he is with Poppa.

And.............here he is up close and personal!

Cute isn't he?  Yep!  I think we'll keep him!