Plans...Schmans...

When we were talking about whether or not to induce, a friend of mine commented that knowing her luck, she'd try and schedule a date and her baby would just end up coming when he/she wanted, without regards to the plans that have been made. I should have taken that to heart and considered it a warning.

So much for the best laid plans, because apparently my son wanted to let me know that the only schedule that mattered was the one that he was on and that it for sure did not have any room for negotiation. I really thought that we were safe...I mean, Keegan was 2 days past his 40-week due date, so I really didn't see a problem with scheduling to induce me 9 days before my due date this time around...and then my water broke Tuesday morning, changing all of our best laid, and carefully thought out plans (the ensuing scramble to get a hold of AJ, who was in surgery at the time, pack my hospital bag, try and prepare Keegan for everything that was to come and not completely lose it is pretty funny and entertaining now that I'm looking back on it...not so much at the time, but thanks to Becky, I made it through).

I guess that's what I get for thinking that I have any control over my life whatsoever, because here he is...a day earlier than his parents had planned, but not a moment too soon:

Camden Jay Durfee

Born: Aug. 19, 2008 at 3:56 p.m.

Weight: 8 lb. 13 oz. (although the nurses did say that he probably weighed more when he first came out, but they took so long cleaning him up and warming him up that he peed all over them and his blankets before they put him on the scale - serves them right for taking so long to get him into my arms).

Height: 21 inches

He gave us a little scare when he came out with the cord wrapped around his neck 3 times and once around his arm (hence the nurses taking so long checking him out), but he's a little fighter who has already asserted his independence. In some ways, this has been a much easier experience the second time around, and in other's it's been harder. It's an adjustment going from Keegan and his 25 pounds or so to this teeny, tiny little baby who doesn't even seem to weigh a pound. Sometimes, I feel like I'm learning this stuff all over again, but I have to admit, I'm loving every minute of it.

We are both already home from the hospital (they let us go yesterday, something I am forever grateful to my doctor for) and are slowly settling into life as a family of four. It was hard not being at home with AJ and Keegan for 2 days, but I have to say I got pretty spoiled having Camden pretty much all to myself for those 2 days. Keegan's doing ok, which is pretty good all things considered. He's still a little more attached to his dad right now, than to his mom, but he usually gets that way when he's had a lot of one on one dada time.

More pictures will come as we get them off of other people's camera (did I mention the fact that my bag wasn't packed?), as will the updates, but for now, here's the first official family photo (thanks Mom and Dad for having your camera there!):

On a somewhat different note...couldn't they be twins...or even triplets when you consider AJ's baby picture? I mean really...the family resemblance is kind of scary.