Surprise! It's a Girl!

Due Date: 6/12/2009. C-Section scheduled for 6/5/2009. So yeah, a little early...

Today, Robyn had a routine OB appointment. It was early enough that we wouldn't be able to get the boys out to their usual daycare provider out in Gresham before she had to be back in Beaverton for her appointment, so Julie (who lives in Beaverton, and has two 2-year-olds and a 4-month-old) graciously offered to watch the boys for a couple of hours until Robyn could get there to pick them up.

Robyn had been on bedrest since mid-April for high blood pressure (much like last time), but at today's appointment it shot up dramatically. Something like one-seventy-something over one-hundred-something. Bad enough for the OB to take it a second and third time, and then to ask "When was the last time you ate?"

So I got the call, rushed home to pick up camera and hospital bags, and back to the hospital with a few minutes to spare before they began wheeling Robyn into the OR for her unscheduled slicing and dicing (well, slicing anyway). And, at precisely 1:19pm on Friday, May 15, 2009, we found ourselves with a 5lbs 8oz, 18½ inch long baby girl, screaming at the top of her little lungs! Annabelle Julia Rose (Julia was Robyn's-dad's-paternal-grandmother... Annabelle's great-great-grandmother).

After they got Annabelle cleaned up, we were able to hold her right away (which was different from last time, when the boys were taken directly to the NICU due to their age.) Annabelle was soothed right away by mommy. I got to carry her to the recovery room while they were putting Robyn back together, and Robyn got to hold her while she was recovering from surgery. However, her breathing became a little difficult, so she was taken to the NICU for a little help (CPAP, which the boys had as well.)

All in all, this experience was very familiar to the last... unexpected delivery day, same hospital, same OB (who joked mid-procedure: "Robyn, did I do your last C-Section, because I usually write my initials in here and I'm not seeing them), same operating room, delivered 2 minutes before Logan's delivery time, same recovery room, same NICU station as Logan.

Oh yeah... the boys were alright. I let Julie know while I was on my way to the hospital... Keith took the afternoon off and they took the 5 kids to the park. They're now glad, as are we, that they stopped at 3! Grandma and Grandpa Rose picked them up, after visiting their new granddaughter, and took the boys out for french fries and ice cream.