Baby Girl

All you loyal Russellbaby blog readers will recall, back in early February, me reporting that Leah's co-worker Stacy announced that she was pregnant. As it turned out, they were about 8 weeks ahead of us, so if you've got your calendar handy, you will see that it was almost time for the stork to come and visit their house.

Yep, a scheduled induction was interrupted by a trip last night to the ole' hospital, and Abby Grace Bailey came into the world at 11:05PM, weighing in at 6 lbs, 11 oz. Apparently it was a relatively quick and smooth labor, and Stacy seemed to throw all of that "first time" crap out of the window--she even had the medical staff 2nd guessing her statement that it was her first baby. Apparently she went from 5 cm dialated to "Oh crap, call the doctor!", and was even told at one point to STOP pushing because said medical licensee had not yet arrived. 3 pushes later, their little bundle of joy had arrived.

Stacy made the comment today when I was talking to her that part of her wanted to sleep last night, but part of her wanted to just sit and stare at the baby. I told her that I can only imagine what an overflow of emtions occurs at the very moment that we see our son for the very first time. Certainly the moment that Nicholas goes from depending on mom's direct line for feeding, and oxygen, and the like, to being a part of the outside world is nothing short of miraculous, but I'm sure that likewise a profound transformation in viewpoint will turn Leah and Eric into "Nicholas's parents." The amount of love that we will have for him at that moment is unfathomable to me, but I'm anxious to experience it.

Congratulations, Mike and Stacy. We're very happy for you, and hope that God blesses you and your family for many, many years to come. We're anxious to see her, and make sure she knows that she doesn't need to be hitting on my son. : )