Mother Teresa Strikes Again

(This is Tawna)
As many of you have probably already heard, Hughes boy number four was born today at 5:29 P.M. Finally! He was due Monday and all at the house, and church, were becoming extremely impatient with him. His name is Brandon Curtis Hughes and he was 9 lbs. 11 oz. and 22. 4 inches. Teresa went to the doctor this morning at 9:00 and he said nothing had changed; she still had not dilated at all and she only had one small contraction while they were monitoring her. So, she came home, layed on the couch for about 10 minutes while the boys finished a movie, then we headed off to The Vivarium. The Vivarium is a little zoo that is about 20 minutes from home that apparently the boys love and I enjoyed it very much too. It really was cool. Anyway, we were starting to walk over to see some other animals after checking out the kangaroos when Teresa stopped. So I turn around and she says "My water just broke." My thoughts: "Oh crap." But all was fine. We rushed to the car, Teresa ahead of the boys and me. I was trying to round them up and tell them that we had to hurry and leave but they just did not understand that the baby was COMING! Probably because we had been telling them that for the past week...
By the time we got to the car her pants were soaked all the way to her ankles. She called Steve as we were getting in the car so I drove her to the hospital and Steve made perfect timing, running in the doors as I was driving out. We drove home, got her bag, drove it back to the hospital, then made a McDonalds stop before going home since the boys were quite upset that we had to leave The Vivarium so quickly.
Here is what happened at the hospital through what Steve just told me. They took her in, the nurse checked her and told her she was only at a 3 so to go walk around for an hour then come back. After about 40 minutes the contractions became so strong they had to go back. The nurses were still trying to clear a lady out from the Birthing Room who had just given birth so they told Teresa she was going to have to wait. She was having very strong contractions at this point and told the nurse "I have to push! This baby is coming out!" so she walked over to the Birthing Room, they called the doctor, and within 10 minutes little Brandon was out. He only cried for about 10 minutes and was "awake and looking around" the rest of the time. Both mother and son are doing well and we will go visit them tomorrow morning! Here are some pictures that Steve took of him tonight:
[This is the first picture I saw when I turned the camera on and I could not stop laughing. He is honestly the fattest human I have ever seen.]