So I've been working on editing my real camera pics from the past week, and here are the first ones I've finished. Now that I am not pregnant, my weird aversion to taking pictures is gone, and I have refund my love for my camera again, yay! On the other hand, one week ago I was ripping through every book I picked up, and now, I can't even think about reading. So weird how your hormones affect every part of your life!
So here we are, around 6 AM, hooked up to the wired and IV's getting ready for baby's delivery!Lovely picture I know.
11:42, he is here! Pickled skin and all, ready to meet the world!
Looking much happier once they wrapped him in swaddling clothes and laid him in his little plastic manger.
Maybe it's because I was very pregnant around Christmas that the thought of Mary having a baby in a barn made me feel very thankful for hospitals and IV's and modern medicine. The line above kept running through my head that afternoon.
I kind of hate that these pictures of me are on the blog, but Im hoping we will all appreciate them one day.
The next step after cleaning up the baby was to bring in the big boy. And Boy was he excited! He kept telling me to "get dressed and go home." And Asked me, "are you at the do-too?" which is where we kept telling him I was going once baby brother decided to get here. Even a week later he looks at me with such fear in his eyes and asks me if I have to go back to the doctor. It's nice to know I was missed!
Our sweet nurse Holly took care of us all day long. I hated to see her go at 3:00.
Then the fam came in. The godparents brought champagne and we had a quick toast to the new addition, and everyone got a chance to look at the little guy. No one could hold him that morning due to lower temperatures, but those that came back that night got a quick cuddle in. Ill let you look at the pics below for further proof.
The next day when I had some time to myself I took a few pics of little Liam to remember how sweet he looked in his little crib. I really wanted to sneak down to the newborn nursery to get a peak at him amongst all the other babies, but then I had this fear that there would be no other babies in the nursery, proving that I was a bad mother by sleeping through the night those two nights in the hospital! Plus, a woman wandering around the ward with slippers, a nighty and crazy hair might cause some unwanted attention.
He was so sweet and posed for me like such a good boy!
A note from my grandmother B, which reads, "A pair of Jacks beats a Queen any day." Cute.
Our hospital stay was wonderful, with great nurses and doctors, and I was pretty sad to leave! But it is nice to be home in our own beds, and so wonderful to be back with my little family under our own roof!





















































