We interrupt my regularly scheduled Christmas update posts to introduce you all to my nephew, Mason!
Mason Lee arrived on December 26, 2009 at 6:25pm via c-section. He weighed in at 7 pounds 11 ounces and was 20.5 inches long. He is also pretty perfect, if I do say so myself. And I do!
You may remember that I threw my sister her baby shower back in October?
My sister started having contractions on Christmas day, they weren't regular but they were happening. By 1:30am on the 26th, they were 2min apart and she checked into the hospital.
Silly me, I'd silenced my phone in my exhaustion before I went to bed Christmas night. When I woke up to get Preston something to drink at 5am, I realized I'd missed two text messages from my sister! I was wide awake. After calling my Mom and being informed that they were at the hospital, Jessie was dilating and in fact in labor, and that they were all just trying to get some rest; I tried to go back to sleep. Tried being the key word.
By 10am I was on my way to the hospital. For those of you who know me, you know what an accomplishment that is for me. I am horrible at getting out of the house before 10am! Horrible! I'm late for everything.
I spent most of the morning and afternoon waiting for my nephew's arrival with my sister, Jessie, her boyfriend, Kyle, and my Mom. I did head home for an hour to sneak in some cuddles with my little man. Watching my sister get ready to really become a Mom made me miss Preston like crazy!
I quickly headed back when my Dad called to let me know that the Dr was talking about a c-section. Jessie just wasn't progressing. She hadn't moved from the 5cm she was at when they'd checked her at 9am and it was now 3:30pm and she'd been on pitocin for a couple of hours to speed things up. But even more concerning than that was that every time she had a contraction Mason's heartbeat would drop just enough that everyone was watching it. About 10 seconds after the contraction ended his heartbeat would come back up and everything would look great, until she had another contraction.
All of this combined was enough that at 5pm, her Doctor decided that a c-section would more than likely be the best option. I'm so proud of my sister, because I know she was terrified and that a c-section wasn't in her game plan, but she set all of that aside and did what was best for Mason. She fully became a Mom before he'd even arrived, sacrificing herself and her plans to do what was best for her son.
They wheeled her away and we waited. And waited. And waited. Did I mention we waited?
One of the nurses was kind enough to prop open the hallway's door so that we could listen for Mason's first cries, and boy did he scream!
After what seemed like an eternity, they finally brought him out. He was so adorable!
My Mom was allowed to go into the nursery with him while they weighed, measured, and bathed him. Jessie wasn't allowed to have visitors for the next hour, other than Kyle, so we were waiting to see her. While we waited we feasted our eyes on the newest member of our family.
I finally grew tired of waiting to touch/smell/hold my nephew and harassed my way into the nursery! Seriously. I kept knocking on the window, made sad faces, pretended that I was holding a baby, and just flat out begged. Eventually the nurse got sick of it and allowed me to come in and hold my nephew! It was so worth it!
Kyle, Jessie, and Mason are adjusting to being a family of three and spending the next few days at the hospital while Jessie recovers.
They are also being hounded by the paparazzi, otherwise known as Auntie Kim!
Isn't he just the cutest little thing? I would say that he is the cutest little boy in the world, but I think Preston nudges him out by an inch! After all he is my baby!