We've GROWN by 1!!!

Wyatt David MacGillivray January 7, 2008 7lbs. 4 oz.

He came---our long anticipated little Wyatt arrived on Monday! He surprised us all wanting to come a few weeks early, but I am so glad he was so anxious to meet us because we were just as anxious to meet him. I had been feeling for weeks extremely ready to have this baby, but my last Dr.'s appointment didn't give me much hope when my Dr. told me that I was measuring 2.5 cm under and he sent an order for me to get an ultra-sound to better determine what my actual due date was. We had been thinking Jan. 20th which would have put me at 38 weeks, but I was only measuring 35 1/2 weeks. This was not great news to me as you can imagine. I'm glad Wyatt thought the same thing. Before we could even make it to my ultra sound appointment Monday morning, my water broke Sunday night after a fun night at dinner with some neighbor friends.

We came home and put Dax to bed and lo and behold, just a few hours later we were off to the hospital. I definitely knew my water had broke, kinda a humiliating experience if you ask me. I was so thankfully to be at home when mother nature decided to take over! :) We were so shocked it was happening we still had a lot of little things to take care of. We hurried and cleaned the house, I packed my bags, we called our parents to tell them the news and we kissed Dax goodbye for the last time as an only child. I couldn't help but think about him the most as we headed to the hospital to await his new brother and try and fathom what an adventure this baby would be not only for us, but for him.

We admitted right away and had a really great night's sleep. The morning came fast and with my mom (my dad was sick) and Austin's parents in the room helping us pass the time, I knew this baby was going to come a lot faster than Dax had. My Dr. made rounds in the morning and promised the baby wouldn't be as big as Dax (thank goodness...no 8lbs. 15 oz. babies for me anymore!), and guessed maybe 7lbs. 4 oz. We still didn't really know how early or on-time I was considering I never made it to my ultra sound appointment. The nurse called the Dr. at 12:45 pm and he said he would be there in 10 minutes. He actually didn't arrive until about 20 minutes later and my mom witnessed him run through the waiting room (He later admitted he didn't think I would go so fast). He got into the room at about 1:10 and Wyatt was born at 1:16pm. I pushed a total of 1 contraction! He cried right away and they laid him on my chest as they cleaned him off and Austin cut the umbilical cord. It was such a thrill to hear him cry and count his finger and toes and see a perfect little baby that I had been trusted to love and give a home. It is hard to put into words everything you feel at that moment when you see a little innocent baby that you have carried around for 9 months, but even a greater feeling knowing that Wyatt came to our family specifically and that he was sent to us for a reason and that our family would be together forever.

A few minutes after he was born, my Dr. asked for a weight. The nurse turned the scale on, and what did it say? 7 lbs. 4 oz. As she read that I looked at the Dr. and said "Didn't someone say that?" He had the biggest smile on his face and you could tell he was so proud of himself. He said he hasn't been dead on like that in a long time and that we had made his day. I told him he made ours too so we were even! He said I had made delivery look pretty easily and I told him it was easy. The nurse joked that I should teach classes at the hospital on how to give birth. I don't know how it happened, but delivering Wyatt was probably the easiest thing I had to do these past few weeks! I'm sure Austin could attest to my constant complaining about getting in and out of the car, having to pull laundry out of the dryer or unload the dishwasher or pull something out of the over. Or what a chore it had become to put on my boots for Church on Sunday or lotion on my legs. The list goes on. And delivering Wyatt was definitely easier than all those things!

I couldn't wait for Dax to come see us. I was hoping he would love Wyatt as much as we did. We had been doing our best to explain to him about the baby and include the baby as much as possible without him even being here as we could to a 2 year old. Not an easy thing to do, but we kinda felt like Dax did grasp the concept a little bit. He had been helping us wash his clothes, put the cradle together and we'd been hanging out in the nursery a lot too. Dax looked adorable as he came running through the hospital door. He was so proudly wearing a shirt that said I'm the big brother and brought the cutest little onesie for Wyatt proudly stating that he was the little brother. I promise to take pictures of those guys when they wear them the same day. He instantly wanted to hold him and kiss him and you could easily tell he loved Wyatt as much as we did.

Now, we're home and doing great. Wyatt is such a precious little baby and is doing so well. We couldn't be more happy to open our homes to another little guy. I feel so beyond blessed to be his mother. He has the sweetest countenance and the most precious little face. He looks like a blonder, smaller version of Dax. Not as much hair, and definitely not as dark as Dax's was, but their faces are a smitten images of each other. He does feel a lot smaller than Dax did as a baby, but all of a sudden Dax looks a lot bigger than a 2 year old. I am so blessed! I love having one small bum to change and one big bum. I love having one soft, red cheek to kiss and one puckered fish-y lips to kiss. I love having one small soft, blond hair to comb and one brown, coarse hair to comb. I love hearing the small breathes of one and the deep breathes of another. I love seeing Dax stroke Wyatt's cheek with his hand that all of a sudden looks so big. I love when Dax announces that Wyatt is awake for the half a second his eyes stay open. I love that Dax describes his brother as a mouse when he squeaks and squawks and even laughs about it when a indescribable smells comes from Wyatt's diaper. I know this list is just going to get bigger and bigger! So far, things couldn't be much better!!
Thank you for all your love and prayers! We came home to a spotless house thanks to my sister-in-law and her two girls, messages from neighbors, family and friends to bring dinner and have Dax over for play dates, and countless calls to congratulate us. We truly are so blessed. I promise more pictures are coming!!