The night before, we were are my parents' house and I felt huge. I could barely sit down and even my nose felt swollen. I was on the floor at one point and was trying to get up and nearly fell over! Then, Monday morning, I was awoken to a 'pop'! Like I could almost hear it. I got up to go to the restroom and then came back to back. Then I had to go again. So I got up again, but this time, when I thought I was finished, I stood up, and quickly sat back down! I hollered at Jim, and the germaphobe that he is, sat up very quickly and asked, "In the bed?!"
We got up and got dressed. I called my mom and she and my sister Anna met us up at the hospital. The girl was still asleep, so she stayed with Pawpaw. When I got to the hospital, my own doctor was on-call (since it was Labor Day, afterall), thank goodness! They got me all set up and I went in for a c-section. And this sweet boy was born at 10:03 am, weighing in at a whopping 5lbs. 8 oz., 17 1/2 inches long. He was the tiniest thing I'd ever seen!
He is so special to us and brings us so much joy and laughter. The first thing he said to me this morning was, "Mama, I'm four now. Try to pick me up." It was so sweet. He grew up overnight! And he thought he gained a little and grew a little taller overnight, too! We love him to pieces.
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Oh, I just teared up when I saw this picture! I had forgotten how tiny he was! He is such a blessing as are all of my precious grandkids! I love the way he is full of laughter! Give him a big hug from Lola before he goes to his first day of preschool today!
He is just the cutest thing ever! So glad his birth brought back fond memories!
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