Mikey

Michael Timothy came along another 5 1/2 years later. Why does this huge spacing seem to be a pattern? Well, we had some troubles having another baby after Jillian. But just when we were about to give up (seriously...we said if we don't have another by then end of 2006, we're just going to move on-we have 2 great kids anyway!) So, Mikey was born December 10, 2006...just under the wire, right? This pregnancy was great except that I turned 35 during it, which causes all kinds of fuss. Great news for me was that my sister Beth was pregnant too! Never thought that would happen. She had her first baby in 2005. My oldest was 10! Anyway both C.J. and Jill were excited for the baby! We weren't going to find out the sex of our baby, but after numerous ultrasounds due to my age and my history, we finally (sort of) caved. The tech put the info. in a sealed envelope. We stashed it in a kitchen cabinet for months. We decided that maybe the kids would want to open it. We offered, they declined. Well, it was really starting to eat away at us. A few times the envelope fell out of the cabinet, hitting me on the forehead. I don't remember when, but we finally gave in to the curiousity. It was a boy! Later after attending an engagement party for cousin R.J. we asked the kids again if they wanted to know. This time we said yes. C.J. was thrilled, Jillian was not. In fact she really cried her eyes out. Franny felt horrible, as he was the one who actually delivered the news. Fast forward to today and Michael's favorite person in the world is Jillian. She loves him and plays with him and teaches him, very sweetly. Anyway, the pregnancy was reallylong. Who would think you'd go past your due date with your 3rd baby? (C.J. was actually 12 days early, Jilly was born on her due date). Michael was due around Thanksgiving. He arrived on Dec. 10th, the day before they had scheduled induction. The day that our new mattress was being delivered. We left my father in law in charge of that task and dropped the kids with my mom & Bob. Labor for hours and hours with not a lot of progress towards delivery. Well, I was fully dilated and efaced, but he just couldn't get through the birth canal. The wonderful Dr. Dilillo was telling me that we really needed the C-section. Exhausted and feeling defeated I agreed. It was a different experience, but no less amazing. Dr. Ganim, the anesthesiologist took photos. The nurses talked me through what I couldn't see was happening, and then Michael Timothy came into the world with a strong cry! He was a biggie! 9 lbs, 6 oz! I didn't feel so bad that my body couldn't deliver him naturally. I got a big private room at the hospital that had 2 beds in it. When the kids came they would lay in the other bed and watch TV. They were both loving the little baby and holding him and it was so special. Fran, of course, took care of me, always my rock. Today Michael is a real wild child, sweet and affectionate, but a little rascal as well. He's funny little guy who loves basking in all the attention he gets from the rest of us. Ten weeks later my sister gave birth to William Patrick, and these 2 are partners in crime, buddies for life. What a treat for all of us!