We had to be there at 6:00 A.M. at St. Vincent's in Birmingham. I'm not sure how much sleep I got the night before, because my mind was swirling in a thousand different directions. I was so ready to have this extra weight of a human watermelon gone, but I had the normal butterflies of the unknown.
Thankfully, we did not have to race there as we did with Lynley. If you read my previous birth post, you know my husband probably broke speed barriers on the way to Birmingham after my water broke with our baby girl. We arrived a little before 6:00 (that's REALLY early, by the way), and the staff was readily awaiting us. Not too long later, I was hooked up to THE juice and things progressed quickly. I'll spare all the birthing details other than the fact that I was given TWO epidurals that did NOT work (yes, AGAIN). The anesthesiologist informed me about thirty minutes before the delivery that epidurals do not work in a very few people, and I happened to be one of those. Oh, joy! So, I guess we can say that I had "natural" deliveries each time, right? I should get some award for that! Other than the epidural dilemma, the birth of our sweet, precious, adorable son was drama-free (not pain-free, though, just in case you were wondering). At 11:11 a.m., I got to see Anderson Brock Pierce for the first time and it was truly a moment I simply will never forget. He was perfect, all 8 lbs, 4 ozs of him. I was one proud mommy who heart was bursting with love for all three of my miracles! He got to stay in the room with us. No NICU this time!
A few hours later, Anderson got to meet Harrison and Lynley. Oh that moment....Harrison was in big brother mode as soon as he walked in the door. He wanted to hold him, kiss him, talk to him, and love him to pieces. Lynley, on the other hand, was unsure of this new member of our family. She loved him, but was a little young to "get it" all.
We came home and officially became a family of FIVE....
We had roughly three weeks at home, and then our happy (sleepless) life suddenly changed....
