I realize this is a little overdue, but my time is a little preoccupied lately. So here is the story of how Ben entered this world...We knew Ben was coming on June 3. On Tuesday, June 2, we went in for our last appt with Dr. Garner. The deal was if I had dilated to a 3, we could go home and come back Wednesday a.m. No luck-we were told to head on in at 5 that afternoon. B and I ran some errands and tried our best to clean the house because of all the family coming in. Around 4:15 I said goodbye to the dogs (and cried) and we headed out. I remember Billy saying to Bruiser as I was petting him, "you'll never be loved like this again." Poor baby.
Before we left for the hospital

Packed for our little 'vacation' at Presby Plano.
We checked into the hospital around 5 and go settled. We even brought our Wii thinking the night would be easy and calming, boy were we WRONG! Without going into too many details, the medicine they gave me to speed things up so the Pitocin would work the next day did not agree with me. I have never been so miserable in my life. The contractions weren't coming and going the right way. Meanwhile, my parents were flying in. They graciously took a cab so Billy wouldn't have to leave me in my agony. Finally about midnight Mom and Dad walked in as the nusre gave me some pain medicine, but it only lasted 90 minutes and Ben's little heartbeat wasn't tolerating it. The nurse finally removed the awful medicine around 3. We managed to get a little sleep and then at 6 she came in and told me we would have a baby at 8!!! I was SO relieved that I wouldn't have to go through that pain anymore.
Benjamin William arrived exactly at 8 am and was 7lbs, 4 oz (so much for the ultrasounds telling us to expect a giant baby) and 19 inches long. He has a TON of hair. Must get it from Daddy, I didn't have any until well after I was a year.
It didn't take long for him to wrap us around his very long fingers. We are in love!

First picture after getting cleaned up (Mommy was OUT of it)