Jubal Andres

 40 weeks and 3 days pregnant.

 Quick run down for anyone interested:

I had my membranes stripped on Monday again around noon and spent the afternoon vacuuming the entire house, and walking around and having NO contractions.  And then around 5:40 I had a REAL contraction and I knew I was going to labor.  Sure enough, they were coming every 5 to 6 minutes from there on out.  Leo was picking up my mom at the airport and I called him to tell him not to stop anywhere.  He got home and changed and ate some dinner and we left for the hospital around 7:40 PM. I was dilated to a 3, which was the same as when I was at the doctor's that afternoon.  Anyway, I always think I'm dying during labor.  True story.  I know I'm not, but yet I was sure happy to get an epidural around 9 PM.  The doctor checked me again and I was dilated to a 6 and the epidural had only taken on one side, so the anesthesiologist came back and dosed me again.  It was pretty pleasant after that, I chatted with my labor and delivery nurse, Kae, the whole time.  She put down our guesses for the weight and length and had everyone vote on a name.  She was really sweet.  After the epidural took complete effect, she put in the foley and checked me, and then promptly put my legs together and said she would be right back with everyone.  By time they all started arriving I was feeling pressure to push, and my doctor told me I could the next time I felt pressure, and so I did, but then I could tell she wasn't really paying attention yet.  So I told I was pushing, and she said, "OH! Yes you ARE!  Hello baby!"  Anyway, she had me slow down a bit  and he came out on that first push.  I guess that wasn't a quick run down, but the whole labor was fast, and really nice.

 I love these pictures of Leo!

 Leo and Mom brought the kids by the next day.  Jubal was yet unnamed.  I was actually very decided on Oliver Andres, but then I was looking for ideas for birth announcements on Pinterest and every 4th baby was named Oliver.  Which was really disgruntling to me.  So then on Thursday I told Leo jokingly that we should just name him Jubal, and wouldn't that be so funny because my dad is always trying to get someone to name their baby Jubal after Jubal Sackett. And then we were like, we SHOULD name him Jubal.  Anyway, it was a close thing, but Jubal won out.  All the nurses voted for Oliver though.  But I was telling my Ob this morning my dilemma, and she said she liked Jubal and was putting it in her notes that his name was Jubal.  And I was talking to Isabel on the phone and she was insisting on Oliver and NOT Jubal but it was so cute how she said Jubal that she did more to convince me on naming him that than not.  So just before we left the hospital I filled out the paperwork to name him Jubal.

And here he is all snug at home!