It started like any other day.
A few contractions every once in a while
(nothing that really hurt).
Mom went to see her high-risk OB
Dr. Bennett.
Her fluid was down unexpectedly
but the baby looked fine.
We'd check the fluid again tomorrow.
If it was lower--our baby brother would be born.
If it was ok--we'd wait another week.
Then Mom headed to see her regular OB
Dr. Carter.
Everything looked fine there.
She agreed if the fluid wasn't better,
the baby would be delivered tomorrow.
At very latest,
he'd be induced April 17.
But...
Mom's contractions after seeing Dr. Carter
got a bit stronger.
And a bit more regular.
By 4:00, they were every 6 minutes,
rather painful
and had been coming for 2 hours.
So she called Dad and told him to come home,
Grandma Janice and Grandpa Mike
came to take all us boys to Jack's horseback riding lesson,
Grandma Phyllis came over to babysit through the night,
and Mom and Dad headed for the hospital.
At 37 weeks and 4 days,
our baby brother was coming!
Everyone was excited
and a bit in disbelief.
The adventure was really going to begin!
They were hoping for after midnight
so his birthday would be Dad's half- birthday.
But,
epidural at 10:00
(that only worked on the right side),
water broken at 10:30,
call in Dr. Carter at 11:15,
and with 3 contractions,
Tucker Daniel Reed
came screaming into the world at 11:30pm on April 6th.
He snuggled right in
Tucker's squishy, chubby,
just-born face
He weighed 6 pounds 10 ounces
and was 19.5 inches long
Dad was in love
So was Mom
How could you not be?
Welcome to the family,
Tucker!

