Judah Caleb Coston

I cant tell you how many times I have sat down to write this the last 3 weeks. So glad I finally got a chance to finish it!

For those of you who care about the gory details of the birth story, this post is for you! Here we go...
So even though this was my third go around having a baby, I felt very much like a rookie. I had gestational diabetes with my other 2 kids but was fortunate enough not to have it with Judah. Standard practice for a pregnancy with diabetes is usually to induce, so both times I went into the hospital without contractions and left the hospital with a sweet baby in my arms. Honestly, it freaked me out a little bit when I found out I didnt have GDM with Judah because I knew that meant I could possibly go into labor naturally... and thats just what happened.

I had an appointment the Friday of Memorial Day weekend and she told me I was at a 3 and if I wanted to make it through the weekend without going into labor, to let everyone else do everything for me. (yeah right, like that was going to happen) Anyway, after the appointment I started contracting more that before and that continued through the weekend. We finished Mattyard Hideaway (!) went to the beach, relaxed, decided on a name, and tried to get a few things done with our long weekend. Well, Monday night around 8pm the contractions changed from Braxton Hicks to the real deal. That night they got down to 6 minutes apart, but never reached the coveted 3-5 minutes apart needed to go into the hospital. I couldn't sleep past about 5:30 am so I got up and contemplated calling the Dr. but instead I just called my mom. :) She was coming to our house that day and I knew she would be up. Well, within the next half an hour, my contractions went to 10 minutes apart and stayed that way the rest of the day. Talk about annoying, disappointing, frustrating etc! By 2 pm, after contracting for 18 hours, I called the Dr. and they fit me in for an appointment. She told me I was at a 4 and that she thought I would go into labor tonight. She was right! By 7 pm I was crawling up the walls, but my contractions were still not at 3-5 minutes apart! I just couldn't take it anymore so I called the hospital and they gave me the green light to come in. We packed up the kids and mom drove me to the hospital. Caleb left work and met us there just as we were arriving. After a wonderful epidural, a few hours of rest, a popsicle, and 3 count them 3 pushes, Judah Caleb Coston was born into the world! He came out and the Dr. said "its a boy! wow, a big boy!" He didnt look that big to me, but apparently he was! 8lbs 1oz 19 3/4 inches long and as beautiful as they come. The kids love their little brother (sometimes a little too much) :) and seem to be welcoming him into our lives. The big battle is to get them to get along with each other! :)

Its hard to believe Judah is 3 weeks old. I just love this kid! I think he might be getting a little spoiled, but I have a hard time just letting him sit on the couch all by himself! He is sleeping well, and is falling into a nice little schedule. Im just praying my milk supply can keep up with his appetite.

I leave you with the first family of 5 picture... we are so blessed...