This is Hudson. He is a little stinker. His birthday was supposed to be April 25th. O-kay, that wasn't his due date but I was CERTAIN it was going to be his birthday. You see......many many years ago on Feb 6 my Aunt Carol was born and then 3 years later on Feb 6 her sister (my mom) was born. Fast forward a few years and on May 15 my cousin Tracey was born to Aunt Carol and exactly 9 years later on May 15 I was born! So, Tracey has a little boy named Caden and he was born 2 years ago on April 25, so naturally we all thought they were destined to share a birthday. But, apparently that wasn't God's plan! But, it sure was close! Wouldn't you know that the very next day....April 26 I had a strong contraction at 5 in the morning that woke me up from a solid sleep. I then proceeded to have contractions all day long. They were mostly 8-10 minutes apart for most of the day. I thought for sure I was going to have a baby on April 26, so I snapped this picture of myself to document my last day of being pregnant EVER.
Around dinner time on Friday night my contractions got stronger and slightly closer together. So, we called our friend, Amanda to come over and hang out with Jack and Tatum while we went to the hospital to get checked out. Turns out that after having contractions all day I was still only 1 cm dilated. Talk about frustrating!!! We called Amanda and told her she probably wasn't going to have to spend the night and we fully expected them to send me home. A few minutes later my Dr. came in to see me and my blood pressure was pretty high. It had stayed low my entire pregnancy and was still low just 2 days before at my office visit. So, it had jumped pretty drastically and he said he was not letting me leave. He said I was definitely in labor even though it was "early labor" and he just didn't want me to go home because they would not be able to monitor my blood pressure or control my activity. The next thing I knew I was being admitted and spending the night on the most uncomfortable labor bed ever! By the next morning I was fully and painfully contracting with the help of some pitocin to speed things up. I was checked around 10:30 and was only 5 cm dilated. Then, things got more intense. I am talking......me holding onto the bed rail crying because I was in so much pain intense. The pressure became so intense so quickly. The doctor FINALLY arrived and 3 contractions later.....Hudson Daniel was out of me at 12:33 on April 27!
It is so amazing how instantly relieved my body was! I promise you I was NOT smiling like that just a few short moments before that picture was taken. When Hudson was born he immediately had such a strong cry. His lungs were (and still are) working perfectly!!
Chris was amazing through my labor. He was so helpful to me and was just instantly the perfect dad to Hudson. The 3 of us had about 3 hours together before my parents and Jack and Tatum got to the hospital. Jack was playing a tee ball game that afternoon that Amanda took him to and my parents arrived right at the end of his game. Then, after Jack got cleaned up from his game they came over to the hospital. Tatum was initially pretty timid and shy but by the end of their visit she had warmed up to her happy self. But, I will say that she all of the sudden seemed HUGE to me!!
Jack was so proud of his new baby brother! He was even more proud that the nurse allowed him to help her give Hudson his first bath. He is such a great big brother to both Hudson and Tatum. It's such a joy to watch!
Here is our first family of 5 picture! And, I totally give credit to my dad for being very goofy so that Jack and Tatum would be smiling like this. I love their expressions here...
So, here's the cool thing...........Hudson wasn't supposed to be born on April 25th. His birthday was set for April 27th. He's perfect and we love him. Jack was born on Feb 7; Tatum was born on Dec 17; and Hudson was born on April 27. Do you see the theme with the 7's? Cool, huh?
This is not what I imagined for my life just 1 short year ago, but I wouldn't have it any other way. Hudson is such a joy (even if he is a little more high maintenance than our other kids were). We are all in love with him. I am so thankful that I get to be a part of his life. God has big plans for this little guy and I get a front row seat!! How can it get any better than this??


