Chad wanted a Canada Day baby. I wanted a dark haired girl. She was born to please.

It was Canada Day and Forth of July weekend and I was trying to come up with something to keep my mind off being pregnant. So a BBQ was in the making. We were going to buy some fireworks and have a Canada celebration with some Canadian and non-Canadian friends. I was getting the kids ready to run to the store before Chad got home. While I was standing in the bathroom my water broke. I stood there frozen for 30 seconds. Then panic hit! Called the friend who said would watch them, didn't answer. Called other friend who was expecting a bbq. She came and picked up the kids. As they were walking out the door I realized they needed shoes. As they were leaving again I realized I needed to kiss them and say goodbye. While I was running around trying to get everything ready, Chad was running to his car and honking at everyone on the road. Right before he showed up I remembered, I needed shoes. Kids taken care of, shoes on, Chad here, off we went.

Labor hadn't kicked in by the time we showed up at the hospital. So we had calmed down a bit. After 3 more hours of no labor I was put on pitocin. After an hour I went from 3cm to 4cm. At that point Chad and I started talking about an epidural. We decided to wait a little. Next contraction I said I needed one, Chad said wait 10 min, I agreed. Next one I'm starting to freak out. Next one I'm pushing the nurse button frantically. Next one I'm in serious pain, like I'm going to die so Chad runs out to find the nurse. I tell her I want one. She checks me and I'm at 9cm. I say, forget the epidural, I have to push. Doctor runs in, collapsed bed and caught a baby. No I am not exaggerating. It was that fast. I could count the number of contractions after 4cm on my hands.

She came in at 8lbs 5oz, 19in and with amazing lungs. She was the loudest in the nursery. She has a lot of dark hair (for a Hansen baby) and perfect skin. She stole our hearts. The kids love her. Auretta says, "Oh my sister" in a cute little girl voice, David squeals around her (but I think he might like the new swing more) and Patrick is always wanting to hold her. They are all curious about me nursing her. David asked what she was doing and I said eating. He looked at me like, "I know eating and that is not eating." Auretta asked if she was drinking my stomach. I wish.

Jessie is Chad's great-grandma on his Canadian side and Janeene is a combination of my mother Janet and my grandma Geneene. Three wonderful woman, great examples for our beautiful daughter.

We are excited to have this sweet angel in our home.

p.s. Chad and Laura won on the date and I was the closest for weight. so go us :)