Philemon
Because I have not blogged in a couple years, I never wrote up Philemon's birth story. Maybe I put it off because it was a difficult birth and I was hoping I would forget. Whatever the reason, when he is older, he deserves to have the ability to read his story too. The weekend of July 13, 2013, my mom came down to visit and help with some cleaning before the new baby was born. Of course, since she was down here, it would have been a wonderful time to go into labor. I cleaned and cleaned, and walked and walked. We were able to get a few contractions going, but nothing more than my usual strong braxton hicks. After walking down to the farmers market and back (12 blocks), Thad and I went to a movie. We wanted to fit one last date in before having another new baby. About half way through "Man of Steel," contractions started becoming regular and more painful. I'm not sure what happened in the last 45 min of the movie because it was taki...