I feel like Bryce and I went away for a weekend and came back with a baby. We're trying to figure out our new "normal" while life is still speeding on around us. Nolan is such a dream that I feel bad I ever complained about being pregnant. The delivery day was filled with ups and downs, but in the end we got a pretty great reward.
I woke up at 2:30 am Friday morning with steady, strong contractions. I lay in bed wondering how long I should wait, whether I should send Bryce to work or not, etc. etc. Hudson woke up at 3am and asked if I could sleep by him. I snuggled with him in his bed, admiring his sweet sleeping face. I knew this might be my last chance to enjoy such a moment for a while. Charlotte woke up at 5 am, as soon as I picked her up she laid her head on my shoulder, rubbed my back and whispered the word, "Happy." I took her to our bed and spent the next couple hours admiring her and thinking about how blessed we are to have these wonderful little people in our life.