Emmett Reed Johnson is here!
Born on Monday, September 10, 2012 at 3:40 am. He was 8 lbs. and 20 inches long.
Isn't he beautiful!?
He's been here for almost 3 weeks now but life is busy with 3 kids. Speaking of, I can't believe we have 3 kids. There are more kids than parents in the house. While this all seems so strange to me, I also feel like Emmett has always been a part of the family. He fits right in and goes along with whatever. Not that he has a choice though. He's been very calm and content so far and I'm very grateful. We love him and are so happy he is finally here.
Here's pics from the day before he came. AKA: The day I thought he would come.
I started having contractions Saturday night after a long day of apple picking, cleaning, and preparing for our new arrival. I don't know why I had it in my head he would come early, cause clearly we don't know when things are going to happen, but I did. Saturday morning I woke up with a feeling like I was gonna work this baby out with walking and cleaning. Sure enough that evening, I started feeling contractions but they were not close together at all. I told Chris before bed, he better get ready cause we're having a baby the next day. He probably thought I was crazy and I did too, a little.
Early Sunday morning I woke up to more painful contractions that were closer together. I kept track for a little while and it seemed to me this labor and delivery was going to mimic Calvin's. He was born on a Sunday afternoon after having contractions throughout Saturday night. We strolled into the hospital around 9 to get checked and I was dilated to a 6/7, and he was born a few hours later. It was a great experience and I was hoping for a similar one this time. Well, we dropped the kids off at a friends house and headed to the hospital to get checked around 10ish. I was surprised when the nurse said I was only at a 4. She consulted with my doctor and said I should walk for 2 hours and they would check me again. So, Chris and I walked and walked. Nothing had changed so I was sent home where I could eat and be more comfortable. We felt weird leaving the hospital still pregnant but fine with it because things happen when they happen. Soon after leaving, my contractions felt stronger and became closer together again but didn't stay consistently close. However, the pain was consistent. That I will pay more attention to next time. Anyhow, after being sent home, I wanted to be sure things had progressed before going back again. I couldn't handle two rejections in the same day. So, I waited and waited. The pain increased little by little but they were never consistent with timing. After going to bed at 9 and being woken up from the pain 2 hours later, I couldn't take it anymore and we got to the hospital around 1. I got checked and was at 7. The pain was way more intense this time and I asked for an epidural immediately. I do not handle pain well AT ALL and never want to feel that much pain again. I'm so grateful for modern medicine and after getting the epidural I was comfortable and calm and excited to meet our new baby. They checked me again at 3am and I was dilated to a 9 already. My doctor came in and said she was going to break my bag of water (I thought it was funny she said it like that, 'bag of water'.) and I was going to hold my baby soon. This doctor had a different approach and was really slow moving with the pushing and what not. Just something Chris and I noticed. We were both surprised when my doctor said we had a boy. Emmett came out screaming but has been calm ever since.It was a blessing we waited to find out the gender until the birth, but I won't ever do that again either.
Here's pics from the day.
My friend Holly watched Lila and Calvin for us and they colored these pics for Emmett.

I thought the answers to the questions were funny
Thanks Holly:)
This pic sums up how much Calvin is interested in Emmett.
Lila is always asking to hold Emmett.
He's just so cute!
This pic is how I imagine our hectic life is going to be. Trying to juggle these three, active, busy, and wonderful children of mine is going to be tough at times. I only hope the smile stays on my face:)