Last Friday we welcomed a new addition to our family. My sister, Julie, after a very long and hard pregnancy gave birth with 2 pushes (TWO!!!) to the new little man, Truman Forest. Julie was actually preparing to take a nap when she said to the nurse "i think my epidural may be wearing off, I feel something". After I convinced her to let them check her, we discovered that she was about to have the baby! I mean what would have happened if I hadn't told her to just let them check... "Uh, nurse, why is my crotch crying?"
We didn't know the name beforehand which is something my husband and I did as well. I mean who wants to hear other people's opinions on the name you've carefully chosen for your child? I don't! It also adds to the excitement of the day since we already knew he was a boy. Truman is such a good, unique but traditional name.
The best picture, in my opinion, is the one of all the cell phones taking pictures. It is very representative of the times we live in.
proud Grandparents
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