Siblings.... A comparison and contrast

Here is a comparison of our two children. No, Jack is not the one in pink. When Jack was first born we thought he looked like Kimball but now, not so much. Here are pictures taken when both children are a couple of days old.

Contrast
Kimball was 6 lbs 10 oz.........................................Jack 7 lbs 12 oz.
Kimball 19 inches long..........................................Jack 20 inches long
Kimball had a receding hair line...........................Jack already donated to locks of love.

Comparison
The one thing they do have in common is their unusually long fingers! If they don't play the piano, at least no one will mistake the bird when they get flipped off.

10-9-8

Who says you can't plan the day you go into labor. Ever since Jason and I found out that I was prego, Jason has always said that it would be so cool if Jack was born on 10-9-08... just because of the date. I mentioned this to my dr. a couple of months ago... and she thought that was a fabulous date and that she'd help us out with that. Well, needless to say, my dr. was true to her word, and my body being on track... I was 3-4 cm dilated and 80% effaced when she irritated my cerix the day before...
AND so *drum roll please* at 5:48am on 10/9/08, Jack Herschel Hafen made his grand debut into this world. He was 7 lbs. 12 oz. (at 2 and 1/2 weeks early) and 20 inches long. Labor didn't last too long, even though I stalled out at 6 cm. dilated for almost 2 hours, but after 45 mins of walking around, Jack decided to get here. It was a long night for me, Jason and my mom, who both took turns walking the hospital halls with me.





We can't believe how much black hair this little boy has. He was posterior during labor, but flipped just before he was delivered. I think he wanted to show-off his fro first. He also has the longest fingers we've ever seen. We think they're longer than Kimball's when she was born.

Here's our new family picture. All of a sudden, Kimball seems so big and so old.

Here's Kimball, still figuring who's who.

You know you're a parent when...

You're kid can puke on you (real puke, not just a little spit up) and you don't hesitate to comfort them even though they smell as gross as can be. On Friday night, I thought I heard Kimball cry. So I go upstairs to check on her, and before I could even turn on the light... I smelt it. I found her sitting up in her crib with her hair plastered to her head w/ puke, and the nastiest puke all over her blanket, pajamas and crib (she had had a lot of grapes that day...so needless to say there were a lot of chunks). She just looked at me and started to cry. It was so sad. I called for Jason (because this needed to be a team effort), and we got her undressed, and he hopped in the shower with her. That was to begin 3 hours of her puking on and off every 20 mins or so. She was happy in between the puke time (just happy to be up late playing w/ mom and dad)... but when puke time came, she was so sad. It's so hard to watch your kid be hurting, not be able to fix it. Well, she got over it by that night, and crashed on my lap around 1 a.m.

Unfortunately, this lovely little stomach bug hit me on Sunday afternoon as we were headed to Ben and Emily's house for dinner. Thanks for the shorts Ben! I hope you guys stay healthy. So far, Jason hasn't had any real issues, he claims it's the preventive measures with healthy doses of Pepto.




Kimball feeling much better. Lately, she's been climbing into everything she can... any size basket.




Also, the update on Jack is that he might make his mom happy and come just a little early (not too early, just enough). I saw my Dr. on Friday at 35 and 1/2 weeks, and she said I'm dilated to 3 cm, but by her standards that means I'm probably a 1 and 1/2 or 2. But, I'm not really effaced. So, Jason still hoping for 10/9/08, I don't care, just as long as he's healthy. I have another appointment on Friday, and will find out more than. And, I'm still refusing to make a decision about pain meds or not. I'm hoping to labor at home long enough to get to the hospital and not have time to get any meds. So, we'll see if I'm brave enough or not.