I'm So Glad When Daddy Comes Home

When Daddy's Far Away...

It's been sad lately with Andy traveling so much. I'm sad that he's not around, but he's even more depressed that he's missing the little things that the boy does. He talks to him on the phone at night, but so far he doesn't get much response. Tonight he was being so adorable and giving me some of his first big smiles. Andy felt left out, so I tried to take some pictures. They don't do him justice (un-photogenic like his mother) but I've posted a couple of my favorites. He is starting to interact a lot more and I enjoy all the time I am able to spend with him.

Thanksgiving

I hate this picture with a passion. It reminds me of just how much weight I have to lose. Thanksgiving, however, was wonderful. We had a great time with Andy's family and were glad Danny and Gary's families were able to meet the new one. Calvin LOVED Annette. He just stared at her intently every time she talked to him. He loved everyone else of course, but I think her voice was somehow captivating to him. We had a lot of fun eating, playing bocci ball and Dance Dance Revolution, and just talking. We were sad we couldn't stay longer.

Quilts From Grandma

My mom has been staying with us to help with Calvin, and she has been wonderful to have around. When she arrived last week, she surprised us with three beautiful quilts she had sewn for the baby. This is a picture of the one we use the most so far, but all of them are adorable.

First Trip to The Doctor

Calvin is down to 7lbs 4oz and they are worried about his jaundice, but otherwise he is a perfect baby. We go back in two weeks.

First Bath

He hated it. He screamed the entire time.

Calvin Andrew Nelson

November 5th, 8:20 am
7lbs 15oz, 21 inches

After being in the hospital twice for "false labor" my water finally broke at 11:30pm on Sunday night. We were checked into a room by 12:30, and I had my epidural by 3:30am after lots of paperwork and major contractions. I went to sleep at 4:00 and then woke up at 7:00 to start pushing. The baby was delivered at 8:20am on Monday after the nurse turned off the epidural to make me "want it more", whatever that means. I wish it had all been as simple as I make it sound, but all things considered we are doing great and feeling very blessed.

We came very close to naming him Calvin Fawkes after Guy Fawkes and the "Remember Remember the 5th of November..." incident, but considering our lack of ties to Catholicism or England we went back to plan A. Fawkes would have been fun in a nerdy sort of way, but I'm glad he's named after his daddy. He's adorable and we love him already.