


And the events leading up to his arrival. Again, I write these things down as a journal for our family and all that happened when Jake was born.
It all started Sunday. hannah woke up throwing up. Monday was a better day and we thought it was all over. Then come Tuesday, it all came back. We went to the doctor and he told us we had to wait it out, but was concerned about her being dehydrated. So, worried about Hannah and me scheduled to have Jake the next morning. Around 8:00 pm, things got worse. Ella started throwing up too. So, both girls were throwing up and we spent the night changing towels, sheets and pajamas. I went to bed at 1:00 am and woke up at 4:00 am for the rest of the night. Chris went to bed at 4:00 am.
We had to leave the girls with a babysitter (still sick) and head to the hospital Wednesday morning at 7:00 am. So, with a lot of prayers and hope, we left the girls and went to the hospital. My friend Tiffany scheduled herself to work (she is a labor and delivery nurse) and so she got us all ready for surgery. At 9:30 am, I was in the OR and getting my spinal and waiting for Chris to join me. There was a bit of anxiety while I waited for Jake to arrive. Usually I am in labor, so I am more concerned about getting the pain to stop than worrying about being cut open. But this time, I was a bit worried about being cut open.
So, they started the operation and told me they could see Jake and then wa-laa... I could hear him crying. The doctor said "wow" when he saw Jake. I was a bit concerned by that exclamation. But then he said "that is a big baby". Everyone in the room commented on how big Jake was. I was just thrilled to hear him cry and know that he was here and had officially joined our family.
Chris went to the nursery and they cleaned Jake up and did the tests. I stayed and they sowed me up and then off to the recovery room. Tiff and I chatted (it was nice to have a friend there, since the recovery room is a bit boring and you have to stay there 2 hours). We went to our room and relaxed for a couple of hours and made phone calls to family. Then Chris had to go home to make sure the girls were okay.
That was it. Chris was only able to come back to the hospital for an hour the next day and an hour the day after that. He was busy taking care of sick kids and then on Friday, he himself got sick with the flu. So, now Chris was taking care of sick girls (this darn flu lasted about 5 days per person) and himself and trying to clean up the house, so that Jake and I wouldn't come home to a germy house. It was pretty miserable for Chris, but what a husband and dad. he did it all feeling lousy.
So, the day Jake and I got to come home from the hospital... we had to find a babysitter to watch the girls (ella still being sick) and Chris had to come to the hospital and wait in the car for the hospital staff to take me and Jake to the car (because they didn't want sick people up on the floor). Not our ideal plan for Jake's big day coming home from the hospital.
But we finally are home and Jake and I are limiting our time with the family. We are keeping a distance from Ella and Chris has yet to hold him, while we are home. I just hope and pray my mom doesn't get sick while she is here to help and that we can get this home back to normal really, really soon.
