By 11:00 I had had four contractions and all were rather irregular, but since Ben came so quickly and I needed to be on antibiotics for four hours, the doctor told me to call and get checked if I felt anything. So we called the hospital and told them we were coming.
Poor Ben got about half an hour of sleep before we woke him up and dragged him outside in the cold to the hospital. Where he had to hang out in triage while they asked all the usual questions.
I still felt that she couldn't be coming- she wasn't supposed to be here until the third of December, but we still called Michael's brother and his wife to come get Ben just in case.
Well, as I am sure you've guessed, I was told that I was to be staying in the hospital and that I needed to get on antibiotic right away. Ben was taken home and went right back to bed, thank goodness and we, shocked as we were, prepared to meet our daughter.
At 1:15 in the morning, that's right, only two hour and forty-five minutes from the first contraction, she was here. With brown hair, blue eyes and seven pounds five ounces to her name, she came out crying and healthy. Apart from the fact that the labor was quite intense, all was well and we enjoyed getting to know our new baby.
Ben, of course, spent his first visit to the hospital exploring the room and driving his trains on the different equipment, but he eventually realized there was a baby and that it was supposed to mean something to him :)
Elsie has been a great addition to our family, even though we are all still getting used to being a family of four.
She's got Friar Tuck hair, it's awesome!





