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Warner has arrived!

It's been a week and a half but things have finally settled down enough to sit and write for a bit (hopefully).

Early Wednesday morning I woke up and thought I was having a bad stomach cramp. About 10 minutes later when I had another one I realized that these weren't the cause of eating something bad, but contractions! About 3am I started timing them and for the next few hours I tried to rest, browsed the internet for a new diaper bag that would accommodate two kids still in diapers (I have two that I like but neither one fits the enormous amount of stuff I feel like I need to lug around with me for 4 kids total), watched some reality tv reruns and then finally my alarm went off at 6:35. After I got Dylan off to the bus like usual I showered and told Shane he probably wouldn't be going in to work. At 8 we started making arrangements with my mother-in-law to watch Lincoln and started getting all the stuff moved to the van. Then I NEEDED to sweep the kitchen before we left. If you ever really want your contractions to get intense, start sweeping the floor... it works great!
Finally after running some errands first we checked into the hospital at 9:42am. The set me up in a little room and started monitoring my contractions. They weren't showing up very well so it took them a while to figure out how far apart they were and once the nurse finally check me and decided to move me into the labor room it was about 10:30. We got me up and started walking to the room and had to stop half way there, about 20 feet into the walk and I literally thought the baby was going to fall out in the hallway. We made it to the labor room and realized that our bag that had the camera was still in the van. Shane ran out to grab it and my water broke just as he came back into the room. My doctor barely had time to get into the proper delivery clothes things were moving so quickly. I pushed twice until the head came out and since no one likes having a baby hanging out of them I just kept pushing and voila Warner James Sadler was born at 10:40am. 7 pounds even and 19 1/2 inches long. He was perfect! He came so fast Danielle didn't even make it in time to see him born but was there to help get him washed up and cuddly. Unfortunately they think he took a big gulp of amniotic fluid right as he was coming out so he kept gagging on fluid and they actually had to suction out his stomach with a tiny little tube but it didn't seem to bother him too much.
Warner is such a little love bug and we are so excited to have him in our lives.
The night before we became a family of 6. 

The last picture of me pregnant.

And he's out!

Proud big sis

Grumpy old man face

Checking each other out

Staring at Mommy

Sleeping in his basinet at the hospital

Grandma Shirley with ALL the kids

Proud Daddy

My Boys

Family at home. 

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