Logan

We are SO happy to have Logan in our lives. I just wanted to write down a little about his birth and first few weeks.

Logan was due on January 7th and I went into labor on the evening of January 5th. I didn't feel hardly any pain with Ethan and I was at 5 cm when I got to the hospital. I was at 4 cm with Logan just two days before Logan was born and I am going to admit that I was slightly surprised that the early contractions that I was having with Logan really hurt! It of course wasn't too bad starting off, I just had never felt that pain before. We called the hospital, dropped Ethan off at our neighbor/friend's house and headed to the hospital. After lots of lower back pain, an epidural, and some sleeping during the night, the midwife came to check me in the morning and found that the baby's head was right there! So she started to get everything ready for me to start pushing. After about 45 minutes our sweet baby was born! They placed the baby on my chest and as Trent and I looked at its little face, the midwife and nurse both said: "Well?! What's the gender?" Trent and I both started (how could that not have been the first thing we checked?) and Trent lifted up its little leg and said/yelled, "its a BOY!" Then he turned to look at me and repeated it with this look of pure joy and excitement: "ITS A BOY!" I will never forget that face. It was better than a little kid at Christmas. I am telling you: PURE JOY. He can't believe he's been so blessed. He has his boys now. I am so happy too. And now I want my girls :).

 Getting ready to go to the hospital! I thought I should have one last picture so that I could prove that I really was as big as I felt ;). I carried Ethan like this throughout my whole pregnancy and it never got hard. Then, after I got home from the hospital I could barely pick Ethan up! It was like my arms had gotten used to carrying a 9 lb baby and my brain just said that Ethan's 32 lbs were too much. Hahaha.

Here he is, officially weighing in at 8 lbs 13 oz! One of the first things

I thought when I saw him was that he was a little chunker! Hahaha.

Eeesshh. This is an awful picture. But it shows how tired we were
even though we slept most of the night!

Trent is so proud to have two sons. He is so happy that I can't help but be extra happy for him too!

24 hours old. Look at that hair! Trent and I kept looking at him, saying, "Who's baby is this?" We aren't used to chunky, hairy babies around here ;).

It was kind of weird to have such an uneventful birth. I kept thinking, "Is this it? It seems too easy..." 

It was so wonderful to take my baby home with me though. Really wonderful.

This is the best picture I have of his chubby little face. The closest thing to what I remember when they first put him in my arms. Except his eyes were open then. It was so precious to see him just looking around, so alert. I never got to have that with Ethan, so it was 

extra precious to have it with Logan.

When we came home our neighbor Jen walked Ethan home. At first he just wanted to me to hold him. But then he got so excited to see Logan he started jumping around and yelling, "Baby brother, baby brother!!"

First night at home. I didn't think Ethan really understood that we were bringing a new baby home. One that would stay forever. But he was so excited to see Logan and he couldn't get this permanent smile/look of awe off of his face. I think he understood though because he has never really acted jealous of Logan and he loves him so much. He will be so happy when Logan can actually play with him!

I was a little terrified to have another baby because I didn't know how I would handle two kids, but Ethan has been amazing. He loves Logan and is surprisingly helpful. I actually find that I spend more time with them than I thought I would (and I get less done around the house too) and it has been wonderful. I can't imagine life without Logan now. I can't wait to see the little person that he will grow up to be!