last thursday, i was im-ing with my sister-in-law (my brothers wife). she was asking if there was a baby yet. i, of course, said "no, not yet." she then predicted (as a game) that he would be born the 15th of october. i thought that would be cool, because b's birthday is on the 15th of september.
then, the next day while i was getting ready to go to work, erin told me that she thought she was going to go into labor that day, but it was just a feeling. we carried on with our day like any other day. i would call in and check on her to see how everything was going. she would say, "oh fine," in her typical way.
that night, i took b to church with me. i called to check on erin to see what was going on and she said that she had been having some contractions, but they weren't regular. so, after bible study was over, i got home and put b to bed. we got some ice cream and watched some tv. at about 10 pm, erin started feeling some steady contractions. she asked for my watch and started timing them. i took that que and started getting things together. i took care of some last minute chores and gathered some essentials.
after about a half hour to an hour of this, we called the doctor. he said that we should head over to the hospital. we got the girls up and meet my mom at the entrance. erin was taken up to a 'labor and delivery room' and proceded to get ready for the birthing.
after about 3 1/2 hours of labor and 10 minutes of pushing, jr. was born. he wasn't breathing at first because he had some fluid in his lungs. but when we heard him cry, we knew he was okay.
now, it is six days later. he and erin have been home since sunday. b loves having a brother now, but h is still having a hard time adjusting...