Catching some ZZZ's

So I don't know what it is about having a baby but I find myself taking pictures all the time. I think that everything about him is just absolutely adorable. So when I came downstairs today and found my two favorite boys snoozing together I just couldn't help myself :)

Such a fun Christmas!

This Christmas was the best ever! Talk about an amazing Christmas gift to finally have our little man here with us. He is SO loved! I don't know what we ever did without him!

Grandpa's Galore!

Papa came down and we took some pictures with Cash and Grandpa and Great-Papa. Cash is one spoiled little buddy. He's the first grandchild and first great-grandchild. His grandpas just adore him!

Merry Christmas

Grandma Hansen got Cash some Christmas jammies that are just adorable. I had to take some pictures. I feel like he is changing and growing so fast too! So I figured pictures would be a good thing. Oh... funny side note. He does that monster growl thing (in the first picture) with his hands all the time. It totally makes me laugh! He came with it. When I had him and they took him to dry him off he started it. I think he was trying to scare the nurse into leaving him alone :)

Cute buddy!

A few new pics! I got these off of Sandy's Facebook. I CANNOT wait to see them all! Cute buddy!

The big arrival!

Cash Matthew was born December 5th 2008 at 9:43am. Hey weighed 6 lbs 6 oz and was 19 inches long.

What a surprise! It all started Thursday night: 

6:30pm... Dinner with Matt's Parents and the Larsens.

7:00pm... Not feeling good, walking around the restaurant to try to get the contractions to go away.

9:30pm... Riding home from Matt's parents reclined in the passenger seat... Still not feeling good.

11:00pm... Matt goes to bed. I stayed up to finish some charting for work... Still not feeling good.

12:30am... Conversation goes like this

Amber: "Honey, I'm really not feeling good. I think this might be it. Do you think this is 

it?"

Matt: "No hon, I don't think this is it. Why don't you come to bed?"

1:00am... pacing around the house.

2:00am... Amber: "I really think this is it babe. I'm calling the hospital."

2:30am... Into the hospital. Hooked up to monitors. No progression since my last doctor's appointment. Awesome! Just what I wanted to hear. They hooked me up to monitors for an evaluation but were planning on sending me home in an hour.

3:00am... We heard a big BOOM! on the monitor and I was pretty sure it was my water breaking or I had just peed my pants.

3:30am... Amber: "I need an epidural NOW!" I found out what real contractions were and going to my "happy place" was a bunch of bull crap. There IS no happy place when you're in that much pain.

4:00am... I have never been so elated to see a complete stranger than when the nurse anesthetist walked in. I think I might have told him that I loved him but I'm not sure. All I know is that Matt was laughing at me.

4:15-9:00am... Calling all the family to bear my testimony of epidurals... oh! and to let them know we were in labor. 

915am... Calling my work to let them know I wouldn't be in today while taking a quick breather for a contraction. I'm at a nine.

9:20am... Nurses calling the doctor to tell him to get his butt to the hospital because I was progressing a lot quicker than they thought I would and I was ready to push. (Although, the pressure pushing down on me was so strong that I was pretty sure if I so much as put my legs in the stirrups he was going to fly across the room.)

9:30am... Doctor arrives (in the nick of time). I displayed my olympic style pushing (That's what they said anyway. But I'm pretty sure buddy just wanted out.)

9:40am... There's a head with TONS of hair. Oh wait... There's a head AND a hand up by his head too. OUCH! Yup, there's definitely an elbow sticking out at the same time his head comes out. Matt's pretty sure he's crawling his way out.

9:43am... Complete Bliss!