First of all we'd like to thank our sponsors, Skipolini's Pizza, makers of the "Prego Pizza", for making this all possible....
I ate their specialty pizza in high hopes on Tuesday, and was slightly disappointed when it seemed nothing was happening as we went to bed that night. We enjoyed a full night's sleep and I woke up the next morning, 6 am, with no action. I expressed my frustration to Jared, when I started to feel a little something. It seemed like no big deal, but kept building until it dawned on me that I had better get in the shower and start cleaning myself up. It was a big goal of mine to be all showered, blow-dryed and ready considering with Nicholas' birth my hair was wet, curly, and I had no makeup. In the shower at 6:45 I realized it might not happen after all and told Jared to alert my mom and his mom that we had better get moving. I ended up barely, barely, finishing my hair and we ran off. 
Ryker was born at 10:08 am after a placental abruption and lots of blood loss. Due to all of that, he was put on oxygen, had to get his stomach pumped, and was taken to the NICU. I wasn't able to hold him for almost 12 hours, and then we had to deal with all kinds of cords and wires. The first night was hard to sleep without him, and I walked back and forth all night to come visit my boy.
Fortunately by the next afternoon (the 13th) he was released from the NICU to my room. I want to truly thank all of those who prayed for our little guy, and I am so grateful that the prayers were heard.
The next day, the 14th, we were finally able to go home. We have been enjoying being at home, back with our Nicholas too, and trying to get a bit of sleep here and there. Ryker is a beautiful, sleepy little guy who fits right in with us.
Things are almost back to our new version of 'normal' around here. Baby Ryker is 2 1/2 weeks old, sleeping 3-4 hr intervals and spending some good time awake during the day. His big brother loves playing with him, especially kissing him on the head, laying by him on the floor, and sneaking in an occasional eye-poke while mommy looks away. 
This week was my first real taste of life with the two boys unsupervised; my mom went home to Holland, and Jared went back to work. Granted, they are my children, but it was still a bit of an adjustment to manage them alone! I was able to get some time alone thanks to Aunt Brittany, but it gave me a sense of how life will be the next years! 
