Family of Four

...the rest of the story: (warning, this could be TMI)
last night, we let Ethan stay up late. Right as he and Michael were starting to read stories, I sat down in bed and, sure enough, my water broke!
As Michael ran around frantically getting our bags down to the car, Ethan was running back and forth down the hallway excitedly screaming about the baby coming, I called my mom to let her know we'd be bringing Ethan down for a sleep over weekend. As we got in the car and started driving, I started having more intense and frequent contractions. So, rather then driving away from the hospital, we took Ethan to my sister's and my parents picked him up from there. He was in heaven, I believe this was going through his head; "Wait, you're telling me I get to go hang out with Auntie and Steve and play Star Wars video games, THEN spend the night with Grandma and Papa?!?! AHHH, I'm so excited!"
On the way to the hospital I started timing my contractions, they were about 2-3 minutes apart and lasting 40 seconds-1 minute. We arrived at Penrose St Francis Hospital and were checked into the triage unit at 9:42pm (thank you to my husband for remembering these details). The normal process at the hospital is that you go straight to triage where they verify that you are indeed in labor and at a point where they will admit you.
Our nurse confirmed that my water had broken, I was about 3-4 centimeters dilated and baby's head was very, very low. They also started monitoring baby's heart rate and my contractions. Heart rate was looking good and my contractions were getting ever stronger and more frequent. Thank God for my husband, he was there with a strong hand for every contraction. We got admitted to a labor and delivery room (after what felt like forever) around 11pm, and I was more then ready for an epidural. Our delivery nurse was phenomenal. Her attitude and compassion made us feel like we were old friends with her. She called the anesthesiologist and the epidural was in by midnight.
Here's where things got a little rough. The epidural was working for my belly but nothing lower, in other words the contractions were still very painful and I could feel everything else they needed to do (catheter, cervix checks, etc). Oh, and I'm only 4 1/2 centimeters dilated, so this is beginning to feel like a long night. At this same time, baby's heart rate drops into the 90's (it should be in the 100's). The nurse comes in, puts me on oxygen, makes me turn to my side and has to insert a heart rate monitor directly over the baby's head. Painful!!
The epidural comes with a pain button, every 20 minutes you can push the button and get more medicine. After pushing it 3 times, it finally started to relieve some of the pain in the lower region. The nurse told us that she would check us in 2 hours and if there hadn't been enough change she would have to start me on Pitocin, a drug to stimulate contractions, because of the decelerations of nugget's heart rate.
Once, I was feeling a little better, Bri and Steve came in to hang out with us. I felt so bad, it was the middle of the night and it didn't feel like this was going to go quickly. But them being there was a huge blessing, it provided enough of a distraction for Michael and I to relax. The nurse came back in at 2am for a check, I had decided that we would tell Bri and Steve to go home, that we would call them when it got closer. What the nurse discovered was that in those 2 short hours, I dilated completely and baby was ready to be born!
The on call doctor arrived within 20 minutes and after about 15 minutes of pushing, the announcement of:

Notice, her footprints look like she only has 4 toes per foot, she has all her toes, two just curl in like Ethan's

"It's a girl" rang through our ears. Lucy Nicolle Lockhart was born at 2:36 am on 5/31/11. She weighed 6 pounds, 10 ounces and was 19 1/2 inches long. With a little bit of dark peach fuzz on her head. She was placed on my chest for her first few minutes of life.
Her birth and next 24 hours of life were so much different then Ethan's. With Ethan everything was chaotic and rushed and scary. With Lucy, everything happened naturally and seemed so much more relaxed. There were 4 people in the delivery room, including Michael and I, until moments before she came out, when a nursery nurse came in.
Lucy stayed with us in the delivery room for the first hour of her life and ate, ate, ate. After that she went to the nursery for her first bath, her footprints and a little Daddy prep talk. Then, she was ours. She stayed in our room, aside from two nursery check ups, and we were both discharged this morning.

She found her thumb, not normal for newborns, they usually lack the coordination. She's very smart

We had a few visits from the family during our stay

A few of Ethan's pictures:

My many hospital bracelets, so happy to be rid of them
Going home!!

Who would've thought, two days ago, the thought of a daughter freaked Michael out. he is now completely smitten with this slice of gorgeousness, and she with him.
We are now home, a family of four.