Introducing, Henry Franklin Frazee! He was born at 10:04 p.m. Friday, May 30th, at 7 lbs 5 oz, and 20 inches long.
We’ve always loved the name Henry. Franklin was my grandpa’s middle name, who I am certain would have been head over heels in love with this little guy. So far we are mostly calling him Henry, but he’s already lovingly earned the nicknames Hank, Baby Henry, and Hank Frank.
I had been having contractions for a couple nights earlier in the week. They were pretty consistent at about 15 minutes apart, but not too painful, and would stop when I would go to bed.
At my appointment on Friday, my doctor was confident that we’d have a baby by the weekend. Immediately after leaving her office, my contractions ramped up in discomfort and were consistently 8-10 minutes apart. Greg was at home with the kids, and waiting for me to get home so he could go to a work lunch. I told him that I was pretty sure we’d be having a baby before the day was over, but initially thought there’d be plenty of time for him to go to his lunch, I’d be fine laboring at home with two kids, and encouraged him to go. I quickly changed my mind, and was happy he decided to cancel and finish up packing.
A friend came over to stay with our kiddos, and off we went to the hospital around 4. First things first, we stopped for ice cream.
We are so thankful for all of our friends and family that love our kiddos and made themselves available.
When we got to the hospital I feared they’d send me home, and I’d feel silly on my third go around, not knowing if I was in active labor or not. Thankfully, they decided to keep me. Immediately after the relief of hearing I’d be staying, we were informed that his heart rate was dropping significantly during contractions, and this was a concern to them as I was still in the early stages of active labor. Because of all of this, they wanted to start fluids and get my epidural in right away in the event that I would have to have a c-section. Changing positions helped some, but it still dipped pretty low occasionally so they watched it pretty closely.
Eventually they made the decision that his heart rate had been stable long enough to rule out a c-section, which was a huge relief. Once they decided it was go time, he was here in a jiffy. One contraction and 2 pushes later, and I was holding our perfect little man. He didn’t get worked up to more than a whimper for the longest time. He even tolerated his first bath without a peep.
The rest of our time at the hospital was spent snuggling, visiting with family and friends, napping, and being amazed that he was actually here!
Missing the other two so badly, we were thrilled to get to come home Sunday night!
The sweetest of it all was when Oscar and Evelyn got to meet their baby brother!
Oscar is obviously smitten with Henry. He held him for long periods of time in the hospital, and since we’ve been home. Right after meeting him, Oscar told me, “Mommy, I like your new baby!” I’ve also heard him whisper to Henry countless times, “I love you, baby.” It is officially the sweetest thing ever. Last night he even wanted to read him some books before bed.