I'm very pleased to introduce Rory James Daley. He arrived on March 26th at 7:27 PM, weighing in at 7lbs and 14oz. He took his time arriving but then once he decided it was time to make an entrance, he did it with a fury. I know we didn't know what we were having and there is that 50/50 chance that it was a boy, but I was truly shocked when the doctor handed him over to me and told me it was a "he". I practically lost my breath as I was so surprised. I put it at a 95% probability it was a girl just because the pregnancy was very similar with Maeve. However we are very quickly adjusting to life as a family of four. On Tuesday, Ryan was back at work and Maeve was at school so Rory and I got to spend our first couple of days together. It's so funny being so busy with work to having days fly by just sitting in the chair with my feet up holding a sleeping baby. I'm going to enjoy the next 11 weeks. He currently has blondish red hair and has blue/gray eyes. We will see if they stay that way.
- Adding one additional person has doubled my laundry (the math just doesn't make sense)
- Changing diapers on boys are much more difficult than girls (I've had two unfortunate incidents thus far and one of them included Rory peeing on his face a little - the kid is quick)
- I am so blessed to have such generous family and friends. I had a couple outfits, mainly gender neutral, that would work if we did have that elusive boy. It has only been a week and this kid's closet is stocked. It's amazing how quickly things shift from pink to blue.
I was going in to get induced on Wednesday so Tuesday I tried to wrap up work as quickly as possible to grab Maeve and spend some quality time with her before she went from only child to big sister. I picked her up from school and we stopped at Mary Claire's for a cupcake. She wasn't too keen on sharing with me and pretty much ate most of it herself. She left me some of the cake part since the frosting is her favorite. 
Maeve has been adjusting pretty well to her brother and having to share her mom. She gets that he has to eat often and after every noise he makes, she asks "What's he saying?" She's been dealing with terrible two's as well, screaming, hitting, and not listening. We are trying to be as understanding as possible, but she got sent to bed last night right after her tub for hitting. The majority of the time is she is pretty good. Last weekend she got up and just said that she had to clean the walls. She grabbed some toilet paper and a stool and started wiping down the walls. I hope her need to help clean our house continues FOREVER. She continues to just be a sponge. She's started reading books to us; some from memory and others by just narrating to the pictures. She definitely is entertaining and loves a crowd. Jon and Al were over the other night and it was the Maeve Show during dinner. At one point, I called her a ham and she just cracked up over that. She kept saying "I'm a ham" and bursting into giggles.
