On Friday November 5th @ 12:19 pm, Benjamin Thomas joined our family.
Weighing in at 6 lbs 13 oz and measuring 21 inches.
Ben decided he would try out acrobatics the last
6 weeks of pregnancy. He was consistently turning from
breach to
head down. He did this all the way through the
last week. When I went in a week and a half before he was due and he was breach yet again, my Dr. decided it would be best and scheduled for a
c-section Thursday. I was
not happy about it either. I had Ces and our friend Jimmy give me a
blessing that I would be okay with it, if this was the way he needed to enter the world, but I was so concerned about the
recovery time and how much
strain it would put on my
family and
everyone helping out, plus having to have c-sections with any other babies. Luckily when I went in for my last appointment he had once
again turned head down.
YAY!!!!!!!So the Dr. scheduled me for an
induction that Friday.
We went in at
5:30 am and by
6:00 I was hooked up to all the medicine. A little over
6 hours later we had a
beautiful baby
boy. Ces and I
struggled with naming this little guy. We just couldn't decide. Miguel had named him "
Rocket" almost the moment we found out he was a boy. Although it was very
cute it just wasn't gonna do. We
left the hospital with out filling out the birth certificate and still
no idea what we were gonna name this sweet little man.
Monday morning I got a phone call from the "
Birth Certificate Nazi" as I like to call her. She was not so kindly telling me it was
unacceptable to leave the hospital
without a name for our baby and filling out the certificate of birth. I informed we just
couldn't decide on one. She said we had to have one by
10:00 the next
morning. So I needed to
call my husband,
get a name and
call her back! I had
tried calling him a few
different names we had been considering but
nothing seem to
fit him. The next morning we had a Dr. appointment for the baby @ 8:40 and then the dreaded "Birth Certificate Nazi" @ 10. When I got the Dr. the receptionist informed me they
couldn't submit this to insurance without a name. (inside I'm screaming "
SO MUCH PRESSURE!!" ) Ces showed up at the Dr. office a little later and I told him we
really needed a name. He took the baby from me and said very
calmly and like he
knew all the time that his name was, "
Benjamin"...I said, "Where did that come from
?"...His answer, "through a lot of
prayer.." He gave the baby back to me and told me to "look at him
sweetie, he's
Benjamin" I couldn't deny it. He is very much a Benjamin. It fits him
perfectly!
We are so
excited to have him in our
family. The kids are
loving their little brother. Gabe, who I was most
concerned about couldn't
love him more. He calls him "My, baby". He is always giving him
kisses and making sure he has plenty of toys. Emma and Miguel are great little
helpers too. Emma loves to
hold him and get him
dressed.
Proud Daddy
Gabe helping Daddy carry Ben to the van.
Kisses for Baby
Benjamin, 5 days old
