Michelle is still resting in the hospital, so I will take my turn writing the blog. We are so happy to announce the arrival of our new baby boy, Carson Wade Hutchison. Here is how the events of the last few days played out. Monday we went back to the doctor only to leave disappointed. He told us Michelle hadn't progressed much from the previous week. Michelle was quite depressed the rest of the day, but she woke up Tuesday feeling a little more optimistic. We went on a walk and she felt the usual cramping, nothing too serious. Later on that day I decided that we should go golfing. I made Michelle ride along in the cart while I played. Thank goodness I was keeping score because Michelle needed the score card to record her contraction schedule. By the end of 9 holes she said I had to stop playing and that we needed to get home so she could call her doctor. The contractions were about 5 minutes apart by then. As soon as we arrived home she called her doctor and he said we better get down to the hospital. Michelle was worried that it might be a false alarm since the doctor visit from the previous day had yielded no promising information. We were delighted to learn (Michelle especially) that she was dilated to a 6. They admitted here around 6:30 pm, and after a couple hours she began pushing (I was watching the NBA finals and cheering Michelle on). At 3:21 am this morning she delivered our new beautiful baby boy. It was the most awesome experience of our lives. Michelle was a champ. She worked so hard throughout the night, and is shaping up to be a great mom. She is recovering on schedule, and little Carson appears to be doing great. He doesn't cry much. He just sleeps or looks around a lot. It is so amazing to have him with us. This week has been filled with a variety of emotions for us as we celebrated Father's Day. Michelle and I both have wonderful Fathers. The anticipation of becoming a father myself was wonderful. The reality that my own father is no longer with us was difficult. However I feel blessed, and any feelings of sadness are accompanied by feelings of gratitude for the man that my father was. I asked Michelle if she thought my Dad and Carson had a chance to spend some time together before he joined us. We agreed that this must have been the case, and that my Dad had advised Carson to be sweet and respectful to his mother, and to give his father hell. In honor of my father we decided to give Carson, as a middle name, my father's own first name, Wade. To our families and friends thanks for your support and prayers. I now need to get back to the hospital and hang out with my beautiful wife and little boy.
Wednesday, June 18, 2008
Posted by Michelle H. at 12:38 PM