September 29th is "Grandpoo's" Birthday. The name Grandpoo is still not official, but Kathie and I think it is a very appropriate name for Bubba. :) He actually gave it to himself on accident! A while back when everyone was discussing what they wanted Ruston to call them, he rambled it off when he was throwing out names. He claims he doesn't remember that, but that's a hard name for me to forget. :) We went over to Grandpoo and Gigi's house to have dinner for his birthday. Of course, it turned into a photo shoot. :)
On Wednesday evening, the 16th, I let Danny convince me to go walk around the neighborhood a bit. We'd been walking for about a minute when he mentioned how "bad" it would be if I went into labor that night. (We were definitely not prepared! Bag hadn't been packed, Pediatrician hadn't been chosen, nursery wasn't ready, my school stuff wasn't prepared, etc.) I agreed and we walked a minute longer and......my water broke! Danny helped me hobble back to the house and ran around grabbing things and calling people as I directed him from the shower...haha. My water broke at 8:30 and we got to the hospital right at 10. We got all checked in and settled into our room. The doctors informed us that nothing would probably happen until the next afternoon. A few of the MANY folks in the waiting room headed back home, but we had a good amount of troopers that spent the night on those "comfy" chairs!! It was a veeeerrrrrryyyyy long night. I didn't start hurting until about midnight. The doctor came in and started Pitocin at 3a.m. and I finally requested the epidural at 4. I'd had enough!! :)
