Start of my story...

Long before the sun rose on Tuesday, July 29th, my parents woke up and snuck out of the house so not to awaken my big sister Daphne. They arrived at the hospital and soon Mom was sporting a lovely gown and was all hooked up to several machines in the triage area. Several of the various doctors and nursing staff came in to talk to my parents, and then promptly at 7:30am, Mom walked into the O.R. She was administered a spinal block to numb her from the chest down so they could proceed with the c-section. Dad had to get all dressed in scrubs, complete with hair cover and mask, and soon joined her. At 7:51am, the doctor lifted me up in the air and I filled the room with my cries. Mom loved hearing it, because she knew I was finally here! (a tall curtain kept her from seeing the activity in the room)
A nurse carried me to the other side of the room, and Dad came with us. They allowed him to cut my umibilical cord, something he wasn't able to do for Daphne.
And then he was proud to show me off!
After I was all cleaned up, Dad carried me over to show me to Mom. She would have to stay in the O.R. for about thirty more minutes to get all sewn back up. Dad and I went back to the nursery so they could do some tests on me.
Check me out! I weighed 7 pounds and 4 ounces!!