Wilhelm (Will) David Hundling finally arrived at 2:46 p.m. on August 29, 2011! We are so happy he is here!
We arrived at the hospital on Sunday prepared to be induced. We were told to arrive at 5:00...that's what I heard anyway. Brice heard "between 5:00 and 6:00". So I spent Sunday getting some meals ready, cleaning house, and packing. I was still waiting for him at 4:30, he wasn't answering his phone, and I was growing impatient. He came in the house soon after 4:30 and of course I was already flustered. The only thing I hadn't gotten done in the house was wash windows and I was about to say 'forget it, I'll just carry this baby around forever'! He showered and got ready, tried to get me to 'chill out', and we made it to the hospital by 5:15.
So, I should have 'chilled out'. We got to the hospital, checked in, and they said 'boy, its busy up there'! Just prior to us arriving, 1 woman had been admitted already 8 cm dialated and ready to deliver, the nurses were preparing for an emergency C-section, and a baby had just been delivered earlier that day. No nurses were going to be available to help get us started, so a nurse was called from the ER to put the IV in. We could tell it was a zoo...we saw 3 doctors in the hallway and nurses almost half jogging in the hallway. It was nearly 7:30 before the doctor arrived to start the induction. He explained to us he'd get things started, check in in 3-4 hours, and hopefully by morning we'd be getting ready to deliver.
By 8:30 p.m. I was feeling contractions. Brice was still there and was good entertainment for me during the 2 hours I was supposed to lay still. We had progressed to a whopping 2 cm by the end of the 2 hours. Doctor thought this was progress at least and decided we'd continue through the night and start pitosin (not sure I spelled that correctly) in the morning if we needed to. Brice headed home around 11 p.m. That was good, as by 1:30 a.m. the contractions were enough that I was not able to sleep or get very comfortable so at least one of us was getting good sleep! I held off on calling him until 5:00 a.m. He did his chores and was at the hospital around 8:00. By then we were almost 3 cm, had just started the pitosin, and close to being able to have an epidural, which I was ready for. I got that around 9:00 and got a few hours of sleep after that. By around 1:00 we were fully dialated and things were progressing well! Brice was having cement poured in his hog building about that time, and I told him he could probably go home to help and come back if he wanted. He opted not to, which turned out to be an excellent decision because I started pushing just before 2:00. And by 2:46 he was here! We were both surprized it was a boy! Everything about this pregnancy seemed very different, but somehow we both were sure it was a girl. Either way, we were just happy to be blessed with a second healthy child.
Will didn't have a name for over 24 hours :-) Neither of us were in a hurry to make this decision, but eventually the hospital staff was wanting to get his paperwork done. Brice has always wanted to name a boy Wilhelm. I was never a big fan of the name, but I do like the name Will. We had purchased a baby name book and listened to some suggestions, so then we had a list which we had narrowed down to 2 or 3 names by the day after he was born. Brice really wanted a name with German roots. I started to like the name Wilhelm after reading the meaning of it is "the determined protector", and the more I looked at him I thought Wilhelm sounded good. So, Tuesday night at 9:00 pm he finally was Will and not 'the baby'! The middle name is David, which is Brice's dad's name. Gabbie thought we should name him 'grandma'!
So far everything is going well. Brice teases me for stressing during this pregnancy, as with everything going on with the house and other projects I did not read any pregnancy books, did not read a weekly online article as I had with Gabbie, had fallen down the steps, fallen multiple times outside, painted, etc. and Will seems to be just as healthy and happy. Gabbie is 'adjusting' as I call it. She's great to Will. When he starts crying she goes running to him, and first thing in the morning she wants to see the baby. However I can tell her and I are definetly out of sync. Some of that was happening before Will was born as I was pretty cranky, not as mobile, and our routine had gotten such that Gabbie's bedtime was approaching 10 pm, some nights later if we were out and about. This week we are back to 8:30 bedtime and trying to limit the TV use. I had gotten guilty of letting Gabbie watch more TV than she should so I could get things done quicker. I guess I can say her and I are both 're-adjusting' :-) I am feeling well and haven't taken any daytime naps yet since we returned home. Will and I are up together a few times during the night. Since the day he was born he seems to like being up at 4:30 and not sleeping again until after 7:00, at which time I usually ready to get up!
Today I kept Gabbie home with me. She went to daycare the day we came home as well as yesterday. I had to take Will to Carroll to have his bilirubin checked as he became quite yellow since we brought him home. I was a little nervous to take both kiddos, especially since I can not lift Gabbie yet and I knew we'd be doing a lot of walking in the hospital. She did well, Will's numbers were up a bit but not too bad, we don't have to do anything until his check-up next Wednesday, and we made it home in time for lunch. Gabbie was NOT happy that the nurses were bothering her little brother so much! She told one nurse to leave him alone. I didn't appreciate her being mouthy, but am glad she loves her brother so much! The only downside of the trip was Will had a blow-out in his car seat on the way home. I currently have it all taken apart and hosed down in our shower :-)
This coming Tuesday we take Gabbie to the GI specialist in Des Moines. I will be glad to have this done with and hope we come home with some answers. I am grateful for her health and I know we could be dealing with much bigger issues; Brice and I are both trying to keep this in mind. However I know we will appreciate when Gabbie feels well and her behavior doesn't hinge on her bowel movement frequency. I think she may like me better when I am not giving her enemas and suppositories!
Here are some pictures of Will's first week. Brice and I are so happy and grateful for our 2 blessings and family and friends to share them with!
First picture! He was 9 pounds, 4.8 ounces, and 19.5 inches long.
Hi Dad!
Meeting Grandma and Grandpa Hundling
I took quite a few pictures when it was just him and I in the hospital room :-)
Grandpa with his grandkiddos!
This picture, although very unclear, was taken the 2nd night at the hospital. Brice and I had to give Gabbie an enema and it took nearly 1.5 hours to work. The instructions say to call a doctor if it hasn't worked in 10 minutes. At the time I was glad we were at the hospital as we were starting to wonder if she had a serious blockage, though the nurses were telling us not to worry. As they were getting ready to leave it finally worked. It was too funny when Brice said he would change her diaper and she pointed to him saying "no! you stay there!" She apparantly wasn't done 'going'. She kept pushing and grunting, and Brice and I had to turn our heads not to laugh! It was my first moment of realizing we had truly doubled our workload, as Gabbie had a mess to deal with and Will was hungry. Brice took the picture, trying to capture how huge the diaper was after she was done, but she wouldn't sit still and he was laughing so hard that the picture is blurry.
Good morning! The day we were going home.
We are home! Now what?!
Siblings!
So far he enjoys tummy time. Gabbie loved it also.
So wide eyed and cute!
August 29, 2011. Our family!
Nice try kiddo!
Gabbie meeting her brother







