Thursday night, a week past her due date, Steph went into Regina Memorial Hospital to be induced. Peter can attest that once I knew she was going in, I was bouncing off the walls - excited. Steph and Jon decided not to find out the sex of the baby, since they already have a boy and a girl, and are equipped with both corresponding clothes and such. I would have been excited either way, but the unknown if this new edition was going to be a he or a she made the anticipation even greater.
Somehow I managed to fall asleep that night and made sure my phone was on loud...which was a lost cause. I could sleep through a tsunami. But I woke up on my own a little after 2am, frantically reached for my phone, and had a text from Steph reading:
"Its a BIG baby Boy. Born at 1:16am, 9lbs 14 ounces, 22.5" long. Nolan Jonathan."Insert Perma Grin here for the next 24 hours. I again was bouncing off the walls, and I was instantly trying to figure out when I could get to the hospital to visit the little/big guy and the proud parents. Since he was born in the middle of the night mom and Nolan needed to rest, so I would wait for word from them when they would be ready for visitors. Again, somehow I managed to go back to sleep. Fast forward to 10am, and I was ecstatically on my way to the hospital.
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Me and Nolan <3 |
Nolan Jonathan, although a big almost 10lb baby, is still a little peanut. And perfection to say the least. He has great coloring and great skin, ubber-super-duper soft skin, and a moderate head of hair. Mom and Nolan are both doing great. It amazes me that not even 10 hours after delivery Steph was up walking around the room a little bit when Dain and Ella came to visit.
Pete and I had plans to go to LaCrosse last weekend, so I spent as much time as I could with Nolan Friday afternoon, and I'm itching to go snuggle with him again. While visiting on his birthday, I got to hold and feed him, and feel a few baby diaper rumbles. He's healthy ;)
I guess Steph told Nolan to be ready for lots of camera flashes because Grandma Karla is pretty much paparazzi, and I definitely don't fall too far from that tree. So I'm sure
there will be billions of pictures to come, but here are some to start.
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