Jack Attack

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Me: Jack, do you like soccer?
Jack: Yep.
Me: Is it your favorite thing?
Jack: Nope.
Me: What's your favorite thing?
Jack: Charlie.

GOAL!!!!!

Charles Gabriel Lancaster Quinn

Charlie waves "tall man"
Originally uploaded by billquinn_ky.

Charlie joined us on April 10th, around 4pm - he weighed 7lbs 9oz, and was 20.5 inches tall. He has a full head of black hair, and although it's too soon to tell, some believe his eyes are blue.

I think he's happy, despite the fact that he did not want to leave his mom's tummy. Michelle's water broke Sunday evening at 11:45pm (yes, 3 minutes after that last posting!). She was in labor for about 16 hours, pushing for the final 2-3 hours. But, Charlie would not budge. Much to our surprise, the doctor called for an emergency C-section, and about 30 minutes later (4:08pm Monday), Charlie arrived.

There were some complications with the surgery, which made the whole situation very hard for us at the time. However, Michelle has since pulled through like a champ. In fact, one doctor said he would put Michelle's recovery up against any recovery he's ever seen (which appealed to Michelle's competitive spirit :-)! Thanks for all of the thoughts and prayers. I am happy to report: Mom and baby are doing great!! We should all be home by Friday.

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The boy who cried wolf ...

Waiting for Charlie ...

Last Thursday, Michelle's OB tells her that she's scheduled for induced labor on Tuesday April 11th. She came home, and some serious contrations started to kick in. We spent most of Thursday night getting the kids to Georgetown, packing our bags, counting contractions ... we thought we were going in. Alas, Friday morning came, false alarm #1.

Saturday, I was on my way to get the kids, Michelle calls me, "This time I think it's the real thing". I turn around come back to Lexington, and we continue packing our bags. We called the doctor, described the situation, and he says, "Yep, you better come on in, but no hurry". So, we stop by this new Indian Restaurant near our house ... "Damn it's not open for 25 minutes, we better go on to the hospital".

We get to the hospital, and the doctor determines there is no leakage, and no significant signs of labor. They restricted Michelle to eating ice chips. The doctor tells us we can stay or we can go, but if we stay ... it's gonna be ice chips for dinner. So, we grabbed our stuff, and went to the Indian Restaurant. False alarm#2

And so, here it is Sunday night 11:42pm, and Michelle warns me as she goes to bed, "By the way, the contractions have been back for a few hours, they're strong and 10 minutes apart, but I'm gonna hit the sack". So, I'm packing our bags again, and waiting ... false alarm #3??