I'M BACK! WITH PICS!

Last night, me and sloan had been babysitting for a church fundraiser. There were 3 seatings. 6:30-7:30, 7:30-8:30 and 8:30-9:30. They cancelled the last one at the last minute because not enough people signed up for it. We ended up getting home at around 9. We hadn't been in the door 10 minutes when my moms water broke! Granny and Gramps had gone to auntie Js for a while, so I called them to tell them to come. No answer. I called Grampsies cell. No answer. I tried Uncle curts cell. NO ANSWER. I called their house again and again until I got an answer. We got to the birth center, and me and Peyton made ourselves comfortable on the couch while mom laboured in the tub.

(This pics not great because we took it with the timer on my camera!)

We had been at the birthing center 45 min when dad came into the living room. "Guys, this is going so quick. won't be more that 15-20 minutes now!" WE FREAKED OUT! (I know, doesn't look like we're freaking, but dad hadn't told us yet!)
Dad went back into the bathroom. 10 minutes later, we heard mom say, 'is his head out?' The midwives answer was muffled and we couldn't hear. We sat on the edge of our chairs, I grabbed the camera. Then we heard the midwives say, "One more... Aaaaaannd, he's out!"

We ran into the bathroom. He was beautiful.

Guess who cut his cord?? MEEEEEE!