It's Nice to Meet You Isaac Jett

Hi there little Isaac Jett. Welcome to this world and to our family. You've already added so much to our lives and we can't wait to learn more about you each day. We fell in love with you the moment we knew of you but that love grew enormously the moment we laid eyes on you. We've enjoyed cuddling with you, kissing on you, and just staring at you as you've transformed from a wrinkled up little newborn into a beautiful baby boy. In the 2+ weeks that we've spent with you, we've observed:

- You were wonderfully made!

- You love to be held, cuddled and kept warm.

- You don't so much love to have your diaper changed.

- You don't cry very much (yet) but when you do, you can BRING IT!

- You are a sleepy little dude and we have enjoyed the 7 hours of sleep you've let us get several nights in a row (we realize this might change but do want you to know that it's totally fine if you just keep it up).

- You like to eat and you bring tears of joy to your mommy every time you gain even an ounce.

- You're tough--your big brother is rough and you've taken the blows like a champ. Even the tongs that landed upside your head seemed like no big deal to you. Noah does love you and he's given you several kisses to show it.

- You are LOVED!

Isaac Jett arrived January 18th at 8:23am. 7lbs 7oz, 21 inches.

Labor Strike

It seems that our little Isaac is putting a new spin on the phrase Labor Strike. These last few days at the Thorpe house have been both exciting and extremely uneventful at the same time. This is what has transpired:

Wednesday: Routine weekly doctor's appointment turns stressful when my blood pressure is up and doc tells me she thinks I should go to hospital for observation and possible induction. Ben's not with me at this appointment, my cell phone is dead, and I'm simply not ready to have this baby. Outcome: I cut a deal with the doctor that I will continue to check my b.p. and call if it continues to be high. She thinks I'm going to have this baby in a few days anyways.

Thursday: Ben's birthday. Post birthday dinner and cake I decide to hold up my end of the bargain and check b.p. It's high...again. I call doc and she tells us to go to hospital. Spend two hours in hospital hooked up on monitors. All is normal and I get sent home around 11:30 pm.

Friday: Back to work. Terrible back pain all morning followed by strong contractions that grow close together by 2ish. Call Ben and we both head home. Get home, mentally prepared to go BACK to the hospital. Take a relaxing bubble bath...labor stops.

Saturday: Contractions off and on, lots of walking and unnecessary trips---Walmart, Kohl's Home Depot, etc. Trying to make this thing happen...Nothing. Family squat session (wish I would have taken video as Noah was really into it and absolutely hysterical)...still NOTHING. Meanwhile b.p. is still on the high side but doc thankfully thinks it isn't a big deal.

Saturday Night: Convinced Isaac has decided to go on labor strike. Snapped a few pictures of nursery updates and have now determined I should just go to bed. We will try again tomorrow.

We look forward to introducing you to our newest addition sometime in the days ahead. Until then, here a some photos of the little space that will be his room.