The boy has arrived! I am happy and relieved to report that the boy is home as of Friday evening, February 4th! He was born on Tuesday, January 30th at 4:50 am and weighed in at 9lbs, 2.8 ozs. He's 20 1/2 inches long! Not as huge as mom thought but ahead of schedule just as I'd predicted!! 
I ended up going into labor at 1 in the morning on the 30th. I had felt weird/off all day at work, but pushed through it thinking I am just REALLY pregnant. Turns out I was moving into the labor phase. Did not stop hubby and I from going out on our date night. Dinner at Outback and a short trip to the bookstore. Finally, I had to throw in the towel and asked to go home. We got home around 10ish and from then on I just felt like crap. No regular contractions, nothing you know OBVIOUS that would have made it easy for me to figure out that I was indeed in labor. So after about 2 - 3 hours of whining and tossing and turning and not sleeping, I woke up the father of my children to say "I think I might be in labor" and he says "what do you want me to do about it?" I am SURE he didn't mean that the way it sounded. Still, he resumed snoring within 20 seconds of my pronouncement. SO, I unilaterally decided to call Dr. J-C. She said you know what considering this pregnancy, let's err on the side of caution and get you checked out. And so ... she sent me to the hospital.
So I wake Hung and say we gotta go. He's like "huh?" Again, how does this not register??? Men! Anyway, a middle of the night trip to Labor & Delivery was NOT our birthing plan. We were supposed to go on Feb 5th at 6 am. We had a plan. Ella would be at daycare! But as I predicted and knew, there was no way in hell I was making it till Feb 5th! So we rouse the little one and say we have to go to the hospital because the baby might be coming. She hopped to much faster than her dad and had a sweet twinkle in her eye.
So we loaded up the car and headed off to Alexandria. They were waiting for me when we arrived and got me all hooked up. The nurses did not seem all that impressed so just as I was convincing myself I wasn't really in labor after all, a nurse comes in and says "we're gonna prep you." Apparently I had what they were calling a "regular" pattern of contractions and Dr. J-C had decided to do the deed. She arrived at the hospital around 4 am and I was in surgery by 4:15. Luckily I had called my mama at 1ish and she immediately came arriving after I had been rolled into the OR. If she had arrived 5 minutes later daddy would have missed it all as he would have to stay with Ella.
Dr. J-C delivered our nw little boy at 4:50 am and he came out screaming. First sigh of relief. I just remember Dr. J-C repeating, "he looks good, Amy. He looks good!" almost as if she didn't believe it herself after all we had been through. He looked great and all of his vitals were strong. He was taken to the NICU for observation. After an entire day of good reports and really no major concerns, the neonatologist decided to throw us for a HUGE loop and decided that he might have a malrotation of his bowel and wanted to transfer him to Georgetown U. Hospital's NICU that night for a surgical consult. We were completely shocked and stunned at the thought of him needing surgery after an entire day of being ok. Needless to say that was not a good night.
They came to get me (still recovering from major surgery mind you) so that I could be with him until he went. I was able to hold him for about 1/2 an hour before the transport team arrived to take him to the Georgetown Neonatal Intensive Care Unit at about midnight. Hung, after being up from 1 am when I awoke him, was now 24 hours later heading to Georgetown to be with Max to make any decisions regarding his care throughout the night. If he did have a bowel obstruction or malrotation, immediate surgery would be necessary. Happily, after 3 days of observation and many, many tests at Georgetown they ruled out surgery. It appears everything is working as it should. He was able to come home yesterday. As soon as I was released from Alexandria we went straight there to get him.
He's home, happy, and very, very mellow. Seems like my theory that all the excitement in the womb will make him less likely to cause trouble on the outside is panning out ... so far! The girl is thrilled with her new brother and the dog even seems to like him.
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