Hello Sofia!

Well, at 1:30 AM this morning Sofia decided the time was right, apparently someone forgot to tell Sofia that her parents usually go to bed at 9:00 so she may have been the first baby born when both parents were sleeping (Britt really wishes she would have been sleeping!).  Britt went to the Doctor yesterday for a checkup and he told her to head over to the hospital.  We got to the hospital at 2:00 in the afternoon and they hooked Britt up to check the heart rate and contractions, then we proceeded to walk the halls of the 5th floor for 4 hours waiting for a bed to open up in delivery (Britt and I really missed the glory days of Logan Hospital)  We finally got a bed at 9:30 and from then until 1:30 it was a contraction marathon.  Britt was a trooper as always.  I tried to talk her into an epidural, when she declined I asked the nurse if I could get one.  I envy the guys manage to miss out on the hard labor part of delivery.  Any who, Britt did great, I wont bore with the gory details needless to say we now have a 7 lb. 1 oz. 20 inch bundle.

I personally think that Sofia is a genius, after practicing for just a few seconds she was able to pull off a pretty good Elvis lip impersonation.  Maybe Hannah can teach her to say 'thank you, thank you very much!'

I am somewhat partial on this picture, but this may have been the 'reality check' moment when Hannah might have been calculating the implications of being a big sister and having to actually share her room and mommy time.

There is something absolutely amazing about holding a newborn baby.  With all the feelings of inadequacy comes an overwhelming feeling of gratitude for wonderful parents (Britt's and mine) and the joys associated with family.  I am a lucky man.