When our plans fail..
It's ironic that I wrote last about being on the mountain top, when 10 days later we were quickly plunged in to the valley. October 10th I had a routine prenatal visit, where we learned I had prehypertension (which I also had with my first son, Kai) and they would be taking Theo by c-section 2 weeks earlier than planned. So we came home and got our plan in place. The new date was for the 16th and we charted the course of who would watch Kai what days, and if Jay would stay only 1 night at the hospital or more. We took a family trip to build-a-bear where Kai made Theo a stuffed dog, like he has, to give to him at the hospital. We made sure we got a gift for Kai from Theo as well. We invited close friends and family to visit and let them know what times would be best since the number of visitors at one time are limited. Bags were packed. Phones were charged. We woke up the morning of the 16th like every other morning. We spent our last couple hours as a family of 3 just c