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Going back a little, we enjoyed making and decorating sugar cookies for Valentine's Day. We were still deciding on a name for our new baby but tried out "Eden" on one of the cookies to see how it "looked".
We celebrated our friend's birthday along with Presidents Lincoln and Washington (since her birthday landed on President's Day) with dinner and a chocolate cake!!
The night before "induction day" DD arrived and shared her old nursing school hat with Esther, who loves to play nurse with her babies. My mother really wore this hat 35+ years ago along with her nursing uniform. I wish I had a picture of her to share.
Now Esther has a new "doll" to love! Every morning her first words are "Can I hold baby Eden?" I've discovered I can make great use of this sitting still time with her (since she never sits still any other time) to work on phonics.
Here's our little sweetie pie. She's a week old now and my sleepiest baby by far. I keep thinking something must be wrong since all she does is eat and sleep, forgetting that most babies do this. I've just never had one like that before. For her, it's still third trimester.
When you've run out of things to put the baby in, a comfy laundry basket works! Guess who came up with that? Here's a clue - not mommy!
So here's the story (for those of you who like these kind of stories) of Eden's birthday! We went in at 7ish (it's hard for us to be on time for anything!) and the pitocin was started about 8am. I had hopes of going unmedicated with this delivery and so they increased the pitocin very slowly so the contractions wouldn't be crazy from the beginning. About four hours later my water broke and my labor hadn't progressed very far. We took a nap, surfed the internet a little (we were impresed the hospital had a wireless network) and tried to watch Superman but my labor started getting more intense. After about 3 more hours of tough contractions I had progressed very little and was discouraged thinking it would be midnight before this baby would come. With the contractions a couple minutes apart and as strong as the ones at the end of labor with the girls, I called for the 'epidural guy" to give me some relief! Just when the epidural kicked in, I started feeling very strong contractions and a lot of, shall we say, pressure (to keep it clean).
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Any reason to make cookies around here is enough for me to get the mixer going!!
I told Greg to get our nurse because something must be wrong. She was tied up and would come when she could. After a couple more minutes of me wondering how to convince Greg I needed someone NOW, I told him in my most polite laboring voice, "GET THE NURSE NOW!!!" 
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