The day after Ross' birthday, I received a phone call from my sister at exactly 4:35 am . . . she was on her way to the hospital . . . and having baby # 3! (I say "Baby # 3" because they decided not to find out the gender until he/she was born . . . which was so exciting!)
Anyway, I jump out of bed . . . and within minutes was in my car on the way.
3 hours and a flat tire later . . . I got to the hospital!
The delivery went wonderful and was very much like THIS POST from 3 years ago. (Which, by the way, my views still have not changed.)
Little Smith Olmert entered the world
8 lbs., 1 oz. and 20 1/2 inches at exactly 11:11 am.
Having a baby of your own certainly changes your outlook on other babies. A year ago, quite frankly, I'd rather have just looked at a newborn baby . . . but now, I just can't get there fast enough to hold them!
He is one sweet, little man!
I just can't wait to squeeze him again!
1 comments:
how sweet! glad everyone is doing well. he and ross will probably have a special bond because their birthdays are so close.
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