St Patrick's Day

Happy St. Patricks day! Holidays are much more fun with kids!!!

Espically when shared with cousin Z.

Man vs. Sledge hammer

When sledge hammers fight back....

The fact the Andy didn't knock himself out cold I'd say the odds were in his favor...however I would never recommend hitting yourself with a sledge hammer in the first place!

Just a tiny accident on the job sight, I'm thinking that he might need a new profession???

Accident Andy is his new nickname, I'm just happy that he is okay.

Logan Ray Welch

Yeah he's FINALLY here! And was so worth the wait! He really is the sweetest and best little guy.

Here's the short version of his trip here...

Sunday March 1st I began having contractions at 11:00 pm. At 2:30 am we went and checked into the hospital. I was only dialated to a 2, but since I was 5 days over due they kept me there. That place was packed! There were so many people checking in at the same time I was scared that we wouldn't get a room. Andy pulled two chairs together and made a little bed and tried to get as much sleep as he could all crunched up. I should have taken a picture it was funny! At 7:30 that morning, my doctor came in and broke my water and they gave me some pitocin to speed things up. At 9:45 I was only dilated to a 3 but because of all the other people there I decided to get an epidural before it was too late. Then we just hung out. By 1:00 I was dilated to a 9+ so they went and got my doctor. At about 1:30 I started the dreadful task of pushing...that part sucked!
After pushing for about 3 hours he wasn't getting over my pelvic bone and wasn't going anywhere. And my epidural was wearing off, so at 4:00 I asked for a new one, but they said no he would be here in 10 minutes and it would take at least 15-20 minutes for a new epidural to start working. So I grin and barred it. Only to find out that he was still stuck, so they got out the little vacuum and stuck it on his head. When that didn't seem to work, I had an episiotomy. Which none of this would have been a big deal had I gotten more epidural...but since I didn't I felt everything. Finally Monday, March 2 at 4:44 he was here...I wanted to die...it was not as pleasant as it had once started out. My whole right side I could move, I could stand up on my leg...and I felt every stitch as I was being sewed up! NOT FUN!!!! But looking back a week later it was all worth it.
He had so many visitors, so many people came to see him. He is very lucky to have so many wonderful people in his life. Thanks to everyone who brought us love, and things, snuck in food, and cute new clothes, and all the beautiful flowers!!! I love my little guy, he means everything to me. I am so blessed to have this sweet little angel sent into my life. We love you Logan!!!!