Eight is Enough (At Least for Us)

HOOOOORAY!!!! After an exciting pregnancy full of thrilling pains and mood swings, we were overjoyed this week to welcome our newest, and final, addition into the world.
Elinor Louise Melissa DeMoux (Ellie for short) entered the world this month at about 4:30 in the afternoon (our OBGYN, Dr. Roth, thanked us profusely for not messing up his dinner plans with his wife that evening). She (Ellie, not the wife) weighed 7 lbs 11 oz (our biggest baby ever) and had a nasty infant rash all over her body (see first picture) which went away after a couple of days
Honestly, this delivery was a piece of cake (I guess when you have done it five times already there should be some benefit) (p.s. I love you anesthesiologist!!!!). I called Josh about 11:30 in the morning to let him know I was in labor (I was also making lunch for the kids and sweeping the kitchen floor, I didn't want a mess for my mother in law when she came down to stay with the kids). Josh immediately started to panic, it was hilarious. I was so calm and easy going about it all (really, labor this time wasn't that bad) but Josh was freaking out. He was in the middle of teaching his class at Murray High School when I called on his cell phone. As soon as I said I was in labor, his voice jumped about three octaves and the kids in his class all started talking and getting excited. He rushed home (passing a parked highway patrolman on the way and thinking there was no way he would be believed when he explained he was hurrying because his wife was in labor...but no worries, he didn't get pulled over).
He entered the house in a whirl of concern and started herding the kids to the car. He had everyone loaded in record time (why can't that happen when we are trying to get to church on time) and then sat with all muscles tightened and eyes straight ahead focused on the road occasionally saying things like..."How far apart are they" and "Are you breathing?" I was really fine, I have never been so calm while in labor. Don't get me wrong, contractions aren't like party games or anything (well, I have played some rotten party games) but I could breathe through these without trouble. We dropped off the kids, got to the hospital, out popped the baby (yeah right, like that's how it goes) and now our family is complete.
Anyway, we are really excited to have the sweet little angel in our home. Eight people in our little house is definitely an adventure, but we wouldn't have it any other way. We have been so blessed. We have six amazing children who all like each other, Josh has an incredible job that he loves, I get to spend all day, every day with the people I love most in the world (although once in a while that doesn't seem like such a blessing), and above all I get to be with these people forever. We are so blessed, and so grateful.
Welcome to the world little princess, we couldn't be more glad to have you here.