Our little man arrived on Friday, September 27th at 9:40am, weighing 9lbs 6oz and measuring 22 inches long. We are so in love and so glad he's here!
The week leading up to Wilkins' arrival was truly wonderful. Tucker's mom Judy flew in from Texas on Thursday, 9/19, and spent lots of time playing with Margot and taking good care of us. I had my last day at school on my due date, Friday, 9/20, and the following week, Margot stayed home from daycare, while Tucker worked from home.
We tried our best to soak up the last minutes of only-childhood with Margot, too. As Judy said, it was one of the most precious weeks we'll remember as the pace of things slowed down and we anticipated the changes and joy ahead.
Judy and Margot
Tucker and Margot
Tucker and Margot on the new swing.
Margot at Nordstrom showing off her new Hello Kitty shoes from Sassy.
Our last supper before we headed to the hospital.
Contrary to my best hopes, Wilkins didn't want to come into the world without a little prodding. There were many times where I thought I was going into labor, only to have the contractions peter out. So, we went with our back up plan and Tucker and I headed into the hospital on Wednesday night, 5 days past my due date, for the induction.
Before we left for the hospital, Margot wasn't feeling so happy...
Judy, Tucker, and Margot
A happier moment since Margot has a snack.
Here we go again!
It took longer than expected to get things going, but by Thursday night, I was finally making progress and our sweet boy was born at 9:40 am on Friday September 27th.
We were just a tiny bit shocked when the nurse announced his weight of 9 lbs 6 oz and 22 inches long; no, we did not see this coming. Doctors had estimated his weight to be somewhere in the 8lb range, but even then, I was a bit skeptical, thinking there was no way such a big baby could come from me.
Naively, I thought there were just some people who made big babies (ie: tall moms and dads) and that I was just not one of them! I guess at 41 weeks pregnant, all bets are off anyway.
Margot and Wilkins meeting for the first time at the hospital.
Judy, Wilkins, and Margot with her new baby.
I was so happy to see Margot and missed her like crazy while I was in the hospital.
We were anxious to get home and checked out of the hospital on Saturday afternoon.
Wilkins, doing his going home dance.
And as for his name? Wilkins Patrick was a name we'd had our hearts set on for a while.
Wilkins is Tucker's step-dad's last name (Lewis Langley Wilkins
, Jr.
), and
Patrick was the first of the Hollands (my maiden name) to come to the US from Ireland, in 1849. We think it has a nice ring to it.
Wilkins and Judy.
Wilkins, Judy, and Margot
First selfie with Wilkins. Get ready little guy!
People say he favors me...maybe? I guess we'll wait and see.
We snapped a few family pics while Judy was here.
Margot, Judy, Tucker, Wilkins.
As always, more to come soon!
