My poor niece Brittanie finally gave birth on the morning of July 8 at 9:15 am. That’s 22 hours of labor for those playing the home game, 12 of them at hospital.
Jude was large, weighing in at 8.8 pounds and 21 inches long. For the record, I was 8.8 pounds and 21 inches long, just an odd coincidence, since babies in our family tend to be in the 7 pound range.
This is my first great nephew (or great anything). I’m pretty excited about it. I didn’t think I would be, but as the due date grew closer, I found myself getting anxious. Then I remembered, I was always excited to become an aunt too. It is surprising when you consider I’m not much of a kid person. And my family would say that was an understatement.
As a matter of fact, on Wednesday, I even found myself shopping for baby clothes. I not only dislike kids, but I despise shopping. To find myself looking at little boy outfits 0-3 months was shocking to most that know me. The fact that some were bought surprised them even more.
Now, I just have to figure out how to limit myself on book buying for Jude. Every kid should have a library. Thankfully, Brittanie is a big reader, so she won’t mind the book buying until I start overcrowding all her available space.