SURPRISE!!!!!!!

Here HE is. Yes. A BOY!!!! If you have not heard yet, as you can see the Ultra Sounds were not correct. TWICE. The little stinker hid his true identity from us. Here's the story from the beginning:

I have been having mild contractions here and there ever since Kris left for Texas (very end of June); which I hit 37 weeks while he was gone. Luckily he got back early/late a.m. on June 30th. He wasn't going to be back til' the afternoon, so that was a nice surprise to have him home and me still pregnant.

I had an appointment that day/morning June 30th. My doctor was concerned and thought I was showing signs of preeclampsia. So she had me check into the hospital that afternoon and was probably going to have the little one the next morning, July 1st, my birthday. Well, they monitored me for a bit, and all was well so I got sent home.

On July 4th 'contractions/pains' were getting more constant through out the day, but no pattern really. That morning I thought for sure the little one was going to come, but it died down in the afternoon. The 5th, nothing really all day. I went to bed, couldn't really sleep, and I got up at 2:25am to go to the bathroom. When I was heading back to my bed, as I was lifting up my leg to hop on, I got a little GUSH. I jumped back quick enough to not get it on my bed and I thought, "Wait?? I just went pee. " So I went to investigate. I looked, sorry to get graphic, at my underwear. I looked at the liquid and it was not yellow, and it did not smell like pee either. So I stood there for a bit, because it really wasn't quite the 'pop' and 'gush' I got last time with Declan. But then the more I moved, the more little gushes would come.

I woke up Kris and said, "Umm... Hon?? I think my water broke." He rolled over, looked at me all squint-ee-eyed and shook his head up and down and rolled back over. I laughed and said, "Did you hear me?" He said, "Yep." I said "Okay. I'll start getting things ready." So my water broke right at 2:30am. Kris kept on saying, "2:30am?? Why did it break this early?? Couldn't it have happened like at 9:00am or something?" All while smiling. I told him, "Well, I can't really help stop my water from breaking when all I did was go to the bathroom and went to climb back in bed and there ya have it." He said I shouldn't have gone to the bathroom.
hahah!!

So we got Declan up. He cooperated really well for it being that early. We got all our luggage. I did office work really quick and let one of my girls know what was going on and for her to be in the office this morning because it was the time. We dropped off Declan at Kris's parents. Then we needed gas or we wouldn't have made it to Evanston (that would've been bad!). Then he dropped off a blockbuster movie because it would've been late if not turned in today!! hahah!! Soooo...by the time we headed out of town it was 3:30am(and that's when the contractions started constant). Kris turned on the hazard lights and off we went. He drove 100 mph for quite a bit. Did not run into any cops. It went pretty smooth. My contractions were 4 minutes apart the whole way.

Got to the hospital and I was sat in a wheel chair. My nurse that was there said, "Are ya sure your water broke?" I stood up and, sorry to get gross again, and there was a puddle were I was sitting. I pointed and I said, "Yep." So I got all gowned up, and layed down and it really started to hurt. I was checked and was a 5. She asked if I wanted an Epidural, OF COURSE.
I was finally able to have the Epidural come, which took forever, I swear she drove from Green River to get there. :) I think I finally got it at almost 6:00am.

She was really nice, and did a good job. It was working great at first, but then I just felt a lot of pressure and pain coming on, and my legs weren't really numb anymore. So they checked me and 'upped' the juice. Well, that only worked for like 10 minutes. By that time it was a different person and he supposedly gave me the 'hard' stuff. Again, that only worked for like 10 minutes, by this time I was a 9...and it just wasn't working :'(!!! They do not know why either, just one of those things...but OUCH!!!

So by that time it was maybe 9:00am-ish. Kris's mom just got there at that time, my parents have already been there since maybe 7:00am, maybe earlier. Then it was time to push. MAN ALIVE, I FELT EVERYTHING. I did not curse, but boy did I want to. I just remember me saying "Ouch, ouch, OUCH!" "Holy CRAP" and one time I even said, "I can't do it...I can't do it!" hahaha... what a dork I am. I feel silly. I had my mom on my left leg, my mother-in-law on my right leg...and as Kris said, "He was front row in the bleachers." ahha.. (My dad was also behind the curtain, but still in the room hearing me scream like a dork).

At 9:18am the little one came out. BOY was I relieved. It was the craziest feeling ever to be feeling everything. It hurt, but I am glad I did it and went through that. I looked down and saw the little one come out. I smiled and then my mother-in-law said, "(insert gasp) it's a BOY." I looked down and checked, looked at Kris he turned red and was just smiling and laughing, and I shook my head, smiled and giggled.

You might think I'm crazy, but I honestly did feel this way... I was not SHOCKED. I know everyone else was...but I really wasn't for some reason. He just looked beautiful and healthy and couldn't believe that this moment was here. My doctor just kept on saying, "Well you little stinker(over and over again). You really have a mind of your own already."

We all got to hold him for a second. It was a great feeling to have him in my arms, and not be rushed away. I could just tell he was okay, and breathing great. I just stared at him and started to get teary. I told him that, "I couldn't be more grateful for another son...even if you are a stinker." He was so alert and just knew my voice, and what a great feeling that was. What a great surprise he was!! This whole experience was just great, even if the Epidural didn't work--that pain was well worth it indeed.

So we of coarse did not have a name what so ever for a boy, since we were having such a hard time with a girl name...(maybe that's why because it was a boy, not a girl). We got to go home the very next morning. ANOTHER GREAT FEELING! It just was all falling into place and felt so right. It is definitely a different experience, for me at least, taking home a second child than the first. I was not scared at all, I was just READY. Before we went home my doctor came in and checked on me. She said she was sorry about the mix up. She's done this for 20 years and this has NEVER happened. :) I'm glad I'm one of those rare cases...ahaha...

We left for home without a name. We had it narrowed down to 4 names. Then finally 2 names. Then we finally named him on Saturday, the 10th. He was 4 days old and finally had a name. The first name LIAM. I have always liked. I of coarse heard it from the actor Liam Neeson, very talented good looking Irishman. Right after hearing we had a boy, as they were cleaning him, Liam popped in my head from no where. Pretty weird. So I told Kris that, and he liked the name too, but of coarse we had other options. Liam means: Strong-Willed Warrior, Irish. His middle name, ARCHER, Kris came up with. He got it from the movie "Blood Diamond." It has Leo DeCaprio in it. About South Africa and the diamond/slavery situation down there(great movie). Leo's character's name is Archer. Kris really has liked this name ever since he's heard it. Archer means: Bowman, English. It fits him well. We couldn't really settle on on one or the other. So we went with both and put them together. Turned out perfect.

I am just REALLY GRATEFUL to my Heavenly Father that this whole situation was just wonderful. He's here and healthy. I'm here and healthy. It all just worked out great. I AM BLESSED!!! All the nurses and my doctor were great, and I am thankful.

Here are some pictures:

Me checking out his strawberry-blonde hair

Liam Archer Mullins

July 6th, 2010-Tuesday

at 9:18am

7 lbs. 7 oz. 21 inches long

Me trying not to cry...and my mom by my side as well
Little cutie!

My two sons... I am excited to see them grow up together!

My family that I love so very much!

Heading home!!!

WELCOME HOME

LIAM ARCHER MULLINS

WE LOVE YOU!!!

Just a little update:

Hey...

Gees-Lou-Eez I haven't wrote for quite sometime. My bad. Quite a bit has happened since the last post June 1st.

I guess what I mostly wanted to post about was the last doctor visit. On June 30th, Wednesday, I had an appointment, just a check up. Well, turns out my blood pressure was a little higher than normal, first time ever. I had protein in my urine, first time ever. Then to top it off I have VERY SWOLLEN feet, ankles, and it has traveled clear up to my knees. No kidding, it is gross. Those three things are the major signs of 'Preeclampsia'. Well, to put it simple it is just dangerous for the mommy and baby. So my doctor said, "You know, I think it's just time to have a baby." I said, "UH???? Can I go home and get my stuff and husband, and get ready?" She smiled and said, "Yes, we'll check you in to the hospital tonight, monitor you and probably will get you going in the morning."

The next morning was my Birthday, July 1st :) I thought what a nice little present. Then I was starting to get all nervous and excited. Called my hubby to inform him to get ready. My parents and all my siblings...thinking it was definitely going to happen in the morning. So Kris and I head to Evanston and get to the hospital at 3:30pm and was there til' maybe 6:00pm. They took my blood, took my urine, took my blood pressure every 10 minutes...just watching to see how I was and if it was serious.

My doctor came in and said, "Well, I have looked at everything we have done and everything looks excellent. Very healthy. I do think the baby is healthy and ready, I just think to wait a little bit longer would be safer/smarter. You'll just have to live with those swollen feet, ankles, legs for a bit longer." I was bummed at first, but of coarse had no problem cooking this little one for longer. I'm not one to push things. I said, "That's fine, whatever you want me to do, I'll do whatever you want. I do turn 38 weeks on Monday so that's even better that I'm that far along." She said, "You know what since you'll hit 38 on Monday...lets just schedule a day next week. You live so far away. Your first labor was pretty fast for the first one...and I just do not want you to have a highway baby if we can avoid it. So pick a day." I smiled and thought 'How in the heck can I possibly pick a day'??? I looked at Kris too and he smiled because he knows I will try to find a pattern with numbers, OCD...hahha!!

So she said, "The nurse will come in and let you go. Then set up a date with her and I'll see ya next week." So, the nurse came in quite a bit later, we still had NO CLUE. So she told us to call in the morning with a date. Kris and I talked it over a bit. Tried to do what was better for his work, my work, etc. I procrastinated quite a bit the next day to call and pick a date...and I finally called at like 1:00pm I think. The nurse answered and all she had was Tuesday the 6th or Wednesday the 7th. Well, Kris and I talked and it was mostly narrowed down to two dates...the 7th or 8th...and since the 7th was the only one available that really help.

SOOOOOOO I'm being induced Wednesday the 7th, 1 day away!!! :D CRAZY!!! I have to check in between 7:30-8:00am. I'm nervous for just the whole process. The pain, the pushing...but mostly afterwards. I am nervous for the little one too. I just hope and pray with all my heart that she is healthy. That I can take her home. That is my NUMBER ONE concern. I could care less about everything else...

So, her birthday will probably be July 7, 2010...7/7 :) Very excited to meet her and see her face. It is an amazing thing, and I am truly blessed to be able to bring children of my own in this world. Heavenly Father has blessed me tremendously.

Can't wait to meet you little girl and finally give you a name!!!!!!

Next post will have pictures of the event...and the little one!! :D