Within a couple of hours, things were moving--great news because I didn't want to have to have pitocin. Things went much faster than the first time, and although I wouldn't call it fun, it was 1000% worth it: our son arrived with no intervention or complications just after 5:30 am yesterday morning. He weighs 6 lbs. 6 oz. and measures 20 inches long.
These past few months, Lucy has been our little Magic 8 Ball.
"Lucy, are you going to have a brother or a sister?" To this question, I remember her giving varying answers, but some family members remember her distinctly predicting her brother, not a sister.
About a week ago, I asked Lucy what color of hair her brother would have. "Red," she said--then, "Blond, like mine." Well, guess what?
Our baby boy is a redhead today, but we're betting he'll go blond. Just like Lucy.
He is so sweet.
