Charlie Theodore Puplis
November 26, 2018
Early Monday morning, I could sense that baby was on his way. Also arriving...a flurry of winter snow and ice. Joe left for work, and I hunkered down with the kids, who had a snow day. As I played monopoly with them at the kitchen table, I remember telling myself that I just had to make it through the day. Contractions didn't seem very regular, so as evening arrived, I really wanted to get the kids in bed before Joe and I left for the hospital. After I tucked them in, leaving them with Joe's mom for the night, Joe and I left for the hospital. Contractions still didn't seem very regular, so I wasn't expecting to be very far along. But I was in for a surprise.
After the nurse checked me, she took a step back and remarked that she had just felt something she wasn't supposed to feel. She then left the room. Joe and I weren't really sure what that meant, so we were relieved when a mid-wife returned with an ultrasound machine and explained that the nurse had felt a hand. Baby was breech, and on top of that, I was 8 cm dilated. They didn't have time to try to turn the baby; I was prepped for a c-section.
After what turned out to be a rather difficult delivery, we were grateful for the safe arrival of our healthy baby boy. He was beautiful.
11/26/2018 9:19 pm
8lbs. 6 oz., 20 inches long
Our new and improved family of six
Grandma Rosen
Grandpa and Grandma Sternberg
Aunt Melissa
Joe would take the kids to visit Charlie and me in the evenings.
After four days in the hospital, we were all ready to go home!
A wonderful welcome!
Grandpa and Grandma Puplis
Our first full day at home.
Big brother, George, dressed him in style.
I love life with a newborn. It's full of quiet, slow beauty.
Of course, it's incredibly difficult. But oh so magical.
