It's official, Landon James is HERE! He arrived at 1:57 p.m., weighing 8 pounds, 6 ounces, and was 20 inches long. As his Aunt Sarah, I can unobjectively state that he is Adorable, with a capital A. I saw him and loved him, just like that!
Leslie did an amazing job and had a dream delivery. She looked beautiful when I went and saw her about an hour later, and Jeremy was one proud papa! I got to hold Landon for a little while and LOVED meeting him for the first time. I promised Leslie and Jeremy that I'd post the pictures I took, so our family and friends who aren't Texans can see him, so here he is! Enjoy:) I'm sure somebody will update soon, and many, many pictures will follow . . .
Congratulations, Leslie and Jeremy, you have much to be proud of!
Well here I sit, my last evening being same old Jer. This time tomorrow I'll the NEW dad. It's been a long time since I've been new anything, sounds strange to me. I know one thing for sure about this whole baby business, my life will change in ways that I could have never imagined. I hear about how I will instantly fall in love will this baby boy that has for the past 40 weeks been just a moving bump on my wife. I cannot grasp this concept at this moment, for me love is a long process that is earned from me, not that very many people attempt to earn it but hopefully you get the point. So somehow I will go from a person who guards my heart fiercely to one who will throw it out their at first sight. I am very excited for this event which in my mind is nothing short of miraculous.
Today is a strange one for me, my past is so completely filled with unexpected life changing events that rocked me to the core, and tested every inch of my faith. It is nice to have a heads up for once that I will need to be strong, supportive, and ready for life to change forever.
These are the last written thoughts from old jer, hopefully new dad will be a better writer and story teller. Sorry for the pain my writing must have caused all of you.
This is the last photo that we'll be given before the big day. Just in
case you're having a hard time distinguishing ears from eyes and
cheeks from a chin, this is a profile shot. The dotted line traces his forehead (far right), goes up over his nose, follows both his upper and bottom lip, and then ends between his chin and neck.
He's already a cutie! Enjoy!
Welcome to our new, and very improved, blog!
We would like to send out an official thank you to "Swank Mom" (see icon at left) for creating Landon's amazing templette. It is absolutely perfect for our sweet baby (see our nursery photos), and we can't wait to post his cute little face all over it! Thank you, thank you, thank you!
Jeremy, Leslie, and Landon (he's currently jumping for joy...or some motion very close to it!)
Apparently, this is 37 weeks.
Before you run from your computer and cover your childrens' eyes, let me explain. I have had an easy pregnancy. I've gained just about exactly what my doctor recommended, have not experienced any uncontrollable cravings, have slept very well, and have been blessed with a fairly cooperative complexion. I am thankful. Honestly, I am. But, 37 weeks has been all about the feet. They're huge. They're gross. But, like I said, I've had it pretty easy, so I'm truly not complaining. I'm just...sharing the walrus-like state of my formerly dainty feet. Let me put it this way- I have a beautiful French manicure on my toenails, but, due to the overwhelmingly shocking size of my feet and ankles, I'm pretty certain that no one has noticed the perfect, and somewhat pricey, paint job. Bottom line? The doctor said it's normal; nothing to worry about. He basically said, What do you expect? It's August in Texas, and you're nine months pregnant. I say, Thank you, Lord, that 37 weeks won't last forever!
I thought that I'd share pictures of our nursery for those of you who may not get to see it in person. We chose to decorate in a sock monkey theme (for those of you who know Leslie, I'm sure you're not surprised!). Grammy Gibson spent hours making the beautiful curtains and bedding. The picture frames are anxiously awaiting photos of little Landon, and the toys are, for now, all put away neatly.
All we need now is that baby...