We found out we were expecting baby number three in early May. From the moment I was planning out our baby girls bedroom, picking out clothes, and figuring out how to best spell Kadiann. On September 13th we got to see baby in the "big" ultrasound and find out what I was sure I already, we were finally having out little girl.
Imagine my surprise when that sweet ultrasound tech looked at me and said "It's a BOY". Yep baby boy number three. I wont lie I was shocked, a little saddened, and not really sure what to think. My whole life I had planned on having three kids, two boys, and then a little girl, Kadiann. She was going to be named after me, my mom, my aunt Doirann, and my Dad. How cool would it be to say you were named after so many people in just one name.
Once we were done my sweet husband suggested that we go shopping for a few new outfits for our little boy and asked what I wanted to name him. The first name that came to mind was Riley. I had known many men with that name that I looked up to for being such a great dad and example those around them. I thought it would be perfect. After talking it over with Jeff he wasn't a huge fan and neither was our family so we decided on Rylan instead.
Rylan arrived on the afternoon of January 26th just 8 days before his due date and about fourteen hours before my scheduled induction. My sweet Ob could tell I was starting to fall into some depression and was ready for this little guy to remove himself from my stomach so she was happy to do an induction right at 39 weeks. I was supper nervous to be induced but knew it was time, and secretly hopped he would still come on his own before. I am so glad I got my wish.
That morning we got ready for church as normal, got the the chapel a little early like we always do but I knew something was different about this Sunday. The moment church started so did the contractions, now I had been having contractions off and on for months, so I didn't really think anything of them until two hours later I was still having them. As soon as we got home I started calling my dad to come get the boys, but he wasn't answering. I knew they were in church so I kept calling for about an hour. Finally I told Jeff that we needed to just take the boys to them. We loaded up and I continued to call as we drove 30 minutes away from the hospital. Once the boys were dropped off at my parents we head to the hospital which was about a 45 minute drive. We got there a little after 2:00pm and Rylan was born at 4:28pm.
My little confession, on the way to the hospital I was so secretly hoping that the doctor would look up after the baby was born and say "congratulations its a GIRL", I know I am pathetic. But she didn't. The moment she placed that sweet little boy in my arms I forgot all about wanting a girl. He was perfect and then he started to pee on me. Yep he is one of mine for sure.
Life with three boys has been quite different and it is only beginning. The older two are really pushing there limits these last few weeks and starting to learn when mom can and can't do anything about their behavior. I have really been trying to nurse this time around. So far it hasn't been to bad. I struggle with just sitting on my butt all day but that is starting to slow down some. Now if I could just figure out how to get the boys to know that I mean businesses when I tell them to stop doing something we will be ahead of the game.
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