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Important Notice!!!

Praise the Lord! After 6 weeks or so of dealing with medical facilities, we are finally back in our own home. David's foot is looking much, much better. There are still a few hurdles to cross, but he'll make it.

Please bear with us as we get adjusted to being home again and get back in the swing of blogging again.

Thank you for continued prayers!!!

Also, if you'd love to help cheer him up since YouTube has decided he is unworthy of monetization since his isn't a huge channel, please subscribe to his YouTube channel and watch the videos. That would really make his day! He has to have at least 1000 subscribers and 4,000 minutes of watch time within 30 days in order to be able to keep the monetization option.

22 May 2011

Day 7 – A Photo That Makes Me Happy



This picture makes me very happy. It is one of the first pictures taken of me and my firstborn.

I spent much of my childhood dreaming of becoming a mama some day. I had his name chosen by the time I was fourteen years old. I named him after my great-grandpa, the father of my maternal grandma. I promised grandma's sister, my Aunt Mae, that I would name my firstborn son after their daddy. She died just before the doctor told me that I was pregnant. On my first date, with the man that I would eventually marry, I told him the name that I would give to my future firstborn son. Amazingly, he didn't run away. :)

David knew from the moment of conception that we had a baby coming. I started having baby dreams and the baby in the dreams was a boy. We took the Lamaze classes and did everything by the book...until it came time to go to the hospital. We knew that once I got to the hospital, I wouldn't be allowed to eat anything until after the baby was born, and for a first-timer, that could be even as long as a whole day. We stopped at Burger King and I ate a triple whopper with cheese, large fries and had a large drink. Right now I'm wondering how on earth I ate that much because I was already overloaded with the baby. There were no spare inches available, but somehow I made room for that burger and those fries.

We got to the hospital around 6pm on Wednesday evening and I delivered our son at 11:29am Thursday morning, surrounded by a class of student nurses that had to leave the birthing room by 11:30am. He didn't want to disappoint them.

Because I was so tense during the prenatal exams, the doctor wasn't so sure that I would be able to give birth naturally. He had the suction forceps at hand and the operating room was prepared in case a c-section was necessary. I aced it. Dr. Hearne said that I was his best Lamaze patient to date, especially for such a large first baby.

Jared was born exactly on his due date, 8 pounds 8 ounces of alertness that hit the ground running and hasn't stopped since.

That's my boy!

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