I honestly have no words for how much I adore this baby. Here are a few of my favorite pics from his first two days.
This weekend will go down in the record books as one of the best ever. A baby, a 21st birthday, celebrating a new home and successful home showings (we’re trying to sell). Glorious.
Friday morning my sister, Jess, woke up at around 2am with contractions. She waited until 5am to call us and inform us it was go time! We went to her house and walked around her yard and helped her cope as best we could. She had her scheduled doctors appointment at 9am so she got ready and went, hoping to be sent to the hospital to have this baby! Well, it didn’t go that way. In reality, it didn’t go as planned at all. She had low fluid levels, was sent for a second opinion and did end up at the hospital to have the baby, but she was being induced. Throughout her pregnancy the one thing that she really didn’t want was to be induced with pitocin. Really, she would have preferred a c-section. They decided to start with cervidil for 12 hours. She started the process at 3:30 pm and was supposed to start pitocin (because apparently very rarely women deliver off just cervidil). We hung around and coached her through contractions and had a small party in the waiting room. It got bad and she only wanted Dan and mom in the room with her. The rest of us had some pizza and laughed and chatted until after midnight. She had only progressed to 2cm so the nurse told us to go home and get some sleep because it was going to be a very long process.
I got home and slept for about 2 hours before waking up to my mom telling me she was heading to the hospital because Jess had progressed to 5cm and was getting the epidural. Ten minutes later we got a text that she was 9cm and we better hurry. I woke up my other sister and we poured our exhausted selves into the car. (4 hours sleep Thursday night and 2 hours Friday night) About 5 minutes after we got to the hospital she was ready and waiting for the urge to push. She pushed 3 times and out came my beautiful, fabulous, perfect nephew.
Dan, my brother-in-law, a very proud new dad! He is wearing a shirt he designed with the baby’s name
it read “Branson Eugene, Released June 2012”
Dad and Grandmas
Aunt Jenni giving him some love.
My stunning, amazing, rock star little sister and the bundle of joy. I love him so much.
I’ll be back tomorrow with some pictures of just him. I have taken 1000 pictures in 3 days.
Happy anniversary to the love of my life. You bring me joy and make my life better just by being a part of it. For infinity babe.
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I don’t celebrate Fathers Day. It’s a bit of a bummer, but since my dad died, there are certain days of the year that are kind of torture for me. That is one of them. I have a lot of trouble spending the day with people celebrating their dads when I feel like those men don’t even hold a candle to mine. I know that is a beyond terrible thought, but hey….sometimes it’s ok to think bad things. That’s why I try not to put myself in those situations.
Early yesterday morning my mom was running a 5k and I told her I would go cheer for her. Well, I didn’t know that it was VERY early – we had to be there at 6am. oye. So we got there and got her all registered and we were waiting around and that’s when the people running the Fathers Day Challenge Half Marathon started arriving. There were lots of people running in honor of their dads who had died and that was killer. I cried, kind of a lot. But my mom did fabulously! She won first in her age group!! Go Mom!
After that we went and spent the day by my Aunt’s pool just hanging out and barbecuing. Over all it was a really great day and I’m glad I got to spend it with some of my favorite fathers in my family!
