Our littlest nugget arrived on April 24! Vincent Leo Pfister has been a part of our family for a month now, and we are enjoying his snuggles and adjusting to being a family of four.
I'd been nervous the last weeks of his pregnancy wondering how we would handle Theo's childcare. He only goes to daycare once a week, and our family isn't local. It's a 5 hours drive for my parents and 4 hour drive for Alex's. The day before he was born, I was starting to feel like the Braxton Hicks could actually be pre-labor. I felt more confident about that when I felt them at 2 am the day he was born. But when I woke up for the day, nothing was progressing, so I wasn't sure what to think. Tuesday is Theo's daycare day, so Alex dropped him off (he had several weeks at home before starting his new job, so he was able to be home with me) and I went to my midwife appointment I had scheduled for that day at 1:15 pm.
At my appointment, I wasn't confident that labor would progress, but I was still hesitant to do a membrane sweep. We decided that if the next day didn't show any progress, I'd come back in for it. We went home, headed out for a walk to the park, and then I felt contractions getting closer together and much stronger. When I felt the need to stop on the sidewalk to wait for the contraction to end because of the pain, I didn't feel comfortable being out anymore so we went back home where I labored for an hour or so. At 4:45 pm we went to the hospital while our friend Amy went to pick up Theo from daycare (his daycare day worked out!). I was thankfully 8 cm and fully effaced when I arrived at the hospital, and Vincent Leo Pfister arrived 1.5 hours later at 6:16 pm! Our parents arrived to meet him not too long after, while Amy was at home feeding Theo dinner and tucking him in for bed.
I remember even less about this labor than Theo's, as it felt like the same labor but on fast forward. We are thankful to have had a quick and drama-free delivery. I enjoyed two hours of skin-to-skin with Vincent before he was weighed, and we were able to begin breastfeeding right away.
We struggled deciding a name for this baby. With Theo, we had a name selected in the first half of my pregnancy. With Vincent, we had a handful of names but nothing seemed to be the right choice. I didn't feel as strongly about anything like I had with Theodore, though we did decide his middle name would be Vincent, which is the name of Alex's brother and uncle and a name Alex loves. A couple of weeks out from the due date, we started wondering why didn't we just make it his first name. We loved the idea of using a family name, and I especially thought it was fitting that Vincent van Gogh had a brother named Theo, to whom he was very close. Alex suggested Leo for a middle name, which is his dad's middle name, and a name I love but obviously am not going to choose rhyming names for these brothers.
Vincent's name was further confirmed as the perfect fit when, a few days after his birth, I decided to Google people with an April 24th birthday. One of the names that popped up was St. Vincent de Paul, a French Roman Catholic priest who dedicated himself to serving the poor and the namesake to Alex's and my alma mater, DePaul University. Must be meant to be, right??
After a few weeks of never wanting to be set down and only sleeping in 1.5-2 hour increments, Vincent has settled into somewhat of a groove and is enjoying long naps in his Rock-n-Play and I am enjoying 4-5 stretches of sleep with Vincent soundly sleeping next to me in his bassinet at night. We're thankful for the help from family and friends we've received, and the coming weeks will likely be the real test of how we can handle a toddler and infant. Stay tuned.