Monday, June 25, 2012
It was a week ago today that we finally got to meet our beautiful little girl. Gina started to feel lousy on Sunday. We stayed home from church because there were signs that labor might be imminent. We did all the Fathers Day activities with each of our families that we had planned, but I was always keeping an eye on Gina.
We hadn't let anyone know that she was starting to see signs that we may be having this baby soon. But throughout the day we'd whisper to each other about things that were happening.
We went to bed on Sunday and I told Gina that I wasn't going to go in to work on Monday. She said, "No, you're going." Then about 11 p.m. Gina woke me saying she thought she was having contractions. She was. We timed them and waited. Once they got to be about 5 minutes apart we headed to the hospital. And a mere 19 hours later, we met her. Ellie was here.
Baby is great. Mom is great. Dad is tired and not ready to go back to work yet.
You're going to have to forgive me if the posts here are a little more baby focused for the next little bit.