Evan Michael Foust was born on August 20th at 8 something and he weighed like 8 lbs or something. He came out pretty quickly which is nice. I think he is a boy.  You know how it goes with the 2nd one, it's all just generally good. :) hehe

Here's how it all went down...

Contractions began while I was at Khol's with Alyssa, Rebeccah and Elliott.  So we finished up our shopping and went home.  I called my mom and told her that if she was going to make it for the birth she better hop on a plane.  So she changed her flight to arrive the next day at 1pm. 

Contractions started getting uncomfortable at about 3am that night, but I toughed it out and just laid there watching Luke sleep.  The next morning they kinda came and went and everyone was telling me to go for walks and such.  But seriously that was the last thing on my 'to do' list - going for a walk while in pain.  So I sat it out and waited for my mom to arrive. 

At about 5pm I decided that I'd tolerated enough pain at home and since my contractions were 5 minutes apart we departed for the hospital.  Well, it was just our luck it just so happens that 5pm on a work day means lots of traffic.  So where it might have normally taken us 10 minutes to get to the hospital it took us 45 minutes.  So that kinda sucked, but I'm not sure what sucked more the traffic or Luke's driving! :) hehe  Both actually because it just wasn't that smooth of a ride in stop and go traffic in a stick shift car.  We left my car behind so that my mom could join us later on.

The hospital requests that you call ahead when you are on your way so when we arrived they had our room all ready to go.  We got settled in and met up with our midwife (the hospital kind) and when she checked me I was 7 centimeters.  (Good news- for those of you who aren't up on your birthing jargon). 

Our midwife was really nice.  She was with us almost the entire time from when we arrived to after Evan was born.  She just sat in the rocking chair next to my bed and chatted with us until it was action time and then she delivered our baby.

Everyone kept commenting about how well I looked and they basically kept asking me if I was sure I was in pain!  Apparently I'm not good at grimacing or moaning in pain.  Here is a picture of me right before I got my epidural.

So the epidural man came and then I really did feel as happy as I look in this picture.  Then about a half an hour and four pushes later Evan arrived. 

My mom was excited because she was able to be there for his birth.  I was really nice that Rebeccah was still in town to watch Alyssa for us so that my mom could be with us.  Then they switched off so that Rebeccah could come visit for a while.

The nice thing about this hospital was that your baby stays with you the entire time.  So I was able to watch his bath and everything.  This picture of him during his bath is hilarious!  He's like a little turtle with that long neck all stretched out. :) 

They had Luke help with the foot prints, which was cool.  My mom had already left by now, so I took this picture from my bed. :)

Evan was sad and crying after his shot, so Luke talked to him and made him feel better. :)

                     Evan Michael Foust

Born August 20, 2008 at 8:47pm

Weighing 8 pounds (exactly) and 21 inches long

He has dark brown hair and looked a lot like Alyssa when he was first born.

Alyssa - Born April 28, 2007 at 8:41am weighed 8 pounds 4 ounces and was 20 inches long

I tried really hard to "push" for Evan to be born at 8:41pm!  I almost made it. :) I was also hoping he might be born on the 28th, but that didn't happen either.

Unfortunately, I'm not talking about my mother nor my mother-in-law who have been staying with us these last few weeks.

The other day we came home from running errands and my mom walked into the kitchen and was surprised by the a half eaten brownie sitting on the window ledge next to candles that were knocked over.  See photo of reenactment with brownie below:

My mom suggested that Luke may have set it down in a hurry when he was leaving, but later when we asked him he said he hadn't even had a brownie yet.  So I was kind of freaking out thinking that someone was in our house and for the rest of the night Luke was making fun of me because he thought that for sure either my mom or me had done it and had just forgotten.  Well then the next morning my mom walked into the kitchen and gasped.  There in the window were two squirrels!  Apparently they had broke into our apartment the day before and had come back for more! 

Photo of the chewed up screen minus the brownie:

We don't even have a ledge outside of the window.  They jumped directly from a bush next to the window onto the screen and chewed 2 holes in the screen.  We shut the window and later that day the two holes were one gigantic hole. 

Here is a picture of one of the culprit probably planning his next heist:

I guess the creator of the brownies (they were brought to us by a friend at church) should take it as a compliment that the squirrels were willing to go through so much to get a bite of those tasty brownies.

And here is a few pictures of Alyssa escaping out the front door in her jammies when we weren't paying attention that morning...I think she was going after the squirrels:

We have to leave the front door open when we use the stovetop because otherwise the smoke alarm goes off!  BUT we're moving on Saturday!  So we won't have to worry about that problem any more!

P.S. We had a baby two weeks ago.  His name is Evan Michael.