Lucy was scheduled for a c-section on Friday. Last night, as we prepared for bed, Lucy got the strangest expression on her face. At first, she thought our unborn daughter had kicked her. Then she realized her water had broken (first time for her even if this is her fourth pregnancy). So we made the fastest trip we’ve ever made to the hospital (105 miles away); fortunately traffic was light at that time of night.

Our youngest daughter arrived at 4:08 AM. She was 8 pounds, 1 ounce and 21 inches. Lucy makes consistent babies. All four of them were 8 pounds, plus or minus 2 ounces and ranged from 19 to 21 inches.

Lucy and daughter Cathy are healthy and doing well. Even though I did very little, I'm tired and proud. Looking forward to getting to entire family together under one roof soon. This hospital wants to keep her until Sunday, which seems long to us, but we’ll see. Lucy will probably resume blogging early next week. Thank you for all your prayers and well-wishes.