It finally happened...I caved in and wrote a blog post. Its not that I don't have anything to say, it's just that Alli always posts and covers everything so I never felt the need to! Well, here we go...
October 14, 2011. One of the greatest days of my life. I always assumed that holding your child for the first time would be great...I never knew it would be as great as it was though. The whole thing happened kind of in a whirlwind...we went from "ok, we better get some rest because it's going to be a long day at the hospital" to "oh my gosh, we are going to the OR in 5 minutes." I don't do well with medical things (no seriously...I almost pass out if I have to get blood drawn), so I was nervous about the entire birth to begin with, but then when it became a C-Section I got really scared! I didn't want to have to see anything because I knew I needed to be awake for Alli and not passed out on the floor. Luckily we had sort of mentioned my "condition" to our doctor so he didn't start until I was safe and sound behind the big blue curtain. Due to the fact it was a surgery I was just concerned for Alli and Barrett and them both being ok...so hearing Barrett take his first breaths and cry was one of the sweetest sounds I've ever heard in my entire life. I looked around the curtain, risking seeing something I didn't want to, to try and catch a glimpse of him and all I could see was his dark long hair!! I couldn't believe it. It is amazing though and it has become his trademark. We can't go anywhere without someone saying "look at all that hair!" Traditionally I have been very careful holding babies...I mean I have 7 brothers and sisters, so I've held my share of babies, but I am always super careful. For some reason...I don't feel that way with Barrett. I mean, don't get me wrong...I'm careful. But I'm not scared I'm going to hurt him like I may have been with someone else's child.
I can't believe it's been almost 4 months since that day...it seems like so much longer!! :-) It's probably all the sleepless nights, all the diapers, and the fact that all my clothes smell like baby spit up. There is not one thing I would change about any of this though. Every time I see him smile, I remember what a miracle he is. Even though I've probably had a full nights sleep less than a handful of times since he was born...I wouldn't trade him for anything.
See, that wasn't so bad...maybe I'll write another one in another 4 months. And now...some pictures I really like (hopefully they aren't duplicates of any Alli has posted...if they are...too bad! Look again! haha)
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