Sweet Baby David

I know that y'all have been waiting (patiently... hehe) for some pictures. My apologies.... my hands have been a little full :) The last week has just flown by... kind of. David is doing great! I can't believe he's a week old. He's such a good baby.... just a little demanding when it comes to feeding time. The twins absolutely adore him and want to hold him and sing to him (poor kid is going to get real tired of Twinkle Twinkle Little Star... it's the only song they sing). It's been 4 yrs since I've had a newborn, so it's taking a little time to get adjusted again.... but, definitely easier with just one this time.

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For those of you that don't know, David was named after my father-in-law. He's an incredible man, Christian, father, and grandfather. We are blessed to have him in our lives. We love you Paw Paw. His middle name, Ray, comes from my side of the family. Both my grandfathers are named Ray (my mom's dad was Raymond and my dad's dad was Raymundo) and I had a sweet Uncle Ray who passed away when I was pregnant with the twins. Ray also means "King" in Spanish (though it's spelled R-e-y)... like King David from the Bible. Also a strong man -- a shepherd boy that slew the giant, Goliath. King David was also a warrior and the writer of Psalms. And, most importantly.... King David was a man after God's own heart.

Of course here's proud Paw Paw and Grams. My mom was in the delivery room and got to see this sweet boy come into the world. My sister-in-law, Denise, was also there taking pictures (and helping out .... thanks Neesey).


Patti loves to help change David's diaper. She sings to him (Twinkle Twinkle Little Star of course) while we change it. Such a sweet big sister.

Calloway's also loving his new brother. He wants to hold and carry him so bad.... I really have to keep an eye on David when he's around. But, he's learning to be sweet and gentle. I have a feeling David is going to be one tough baby.

He's here!

(posted by proud Aunt Neesy)

David Ray Livingston

is here!

He arrived at 4:45 p.m. and weighed 7# 7oz. and was 21 1/4" long.

Jenny was a champ and did awesome.

Baby David is absolutely perfect.

"From the fullness of His grace we have all received one blessing after another" John 1:16

Tomorrow's the day....

I'm being induced tomorrow morning at 6:00 am. Yay! I was really hoping to go into labor on my own, but when the opportunity was presented, I jumped on it. The doctor mentioned doing it Monday morning.... my heart sank a little, but I still had the next 5 days to go on my own. Then, she called the hospital and they were booked, so she looked up at me (phone in hand with the hospital on the other line) and said "what about tomorrow?" Ah!! Yes! Daniel was standing there with me and I thought he was going to fall over. You should have seen the look on his face! I think he thought Monday was plenty of time to get ready.... not even thinking it could be any time now really.... but, just the thought of Monday being the day. We (well, more like Daniel) have a lot going on this week. He just got home last night at midnight, he has another small job to do in town (scheduled for Thursday afternoon), a wedding he's in on Saturday (with the rehearsal on Friday), and he needs to put some time in at Coufal-Prater. BUT, guess what.... I'm ReAdY! He hasn't been living with this constant reminder attached to his pelvis day in and day out for 9 months! And, he's been out of town... no constant reminders about what the near future holds for us :) But, I think he's slowly getting ready.... he's got no choice now...hehe.

As much as I wanted to go into labor on my own, I'm actually relieved that I'm being induced. I posted a few days ago about how it was in God's hands and how I just needed to sit back and be patient. Well, God didn't give me patience.... at least not much of it. I have been so anxious about "the moment"..... you see, I'm a planner. I don't expect to have control over any situation nor do I stomp my feet and cry when things don't turn out like I plan them too.... I just like to plan. So, every day that this baby hasn't been here, I make a new plan. Every day. I think part of it was because Daniel was gone, another part because I have my mom and dad here, another part because I need to inform family and want it to be convenient for them (my sis-in-law is taking pictures in the delivery room and she has 4 kids to take care of... plus my father-in-law's job needs him and it's hard for him to get away).... and of course there are my two 4 yr olds who need to be entertained and taken care of. So, even though I'm sad that I'm not going to know what it's like to be suprised by my water breaking or timing those big contractions, I still feel very good about my decision to induce.

I didn't mean for this post to be this long. Lots going through my head right now.

Please pray that all goes well... especially with a successful VBAC.

Happy Birthday My Precious Husband!

Happy Birthday Daniel! You are such an amazing person, husband, father, son, brother, friend, etc. etc. etc. .... and I fall in love with you more and more each day. You are my best friend. You've given me more happiness than I will ever deserve. I wish you were here so that I could hug your neck, but of course you're off working hard for your family. Come home soon.... we miss you!!! And, I need to have this baby :) I love you!

Still waiting...

I'm 39+ weeks now and this little guy is in no hurry to leave his nice, cozy, and secure temporary home. I am ready.... really ready! Not because I'm big, or my feet hurt, or because it's hard to roll over at night, or because it feels like I ate a bowling ball for dinner..... all that's in the job description and so not important.... but, because I want to hold this little guy!!!! I want to see what he looks like... to kiss on his cheeks and nibble on his little toes (gross? no way). I am just so anxious to get on with it :) Daniel is still gone.... a few set-backs with his job, so he'll be gone into next week. I think we are pretty much agreed on the fact that I'll be making that "call".... It's time! Kind of exciting though.... to not know exactly how this is going to play out. It's all in God's hands and only He knows when that time is going to be. How wonderful to be comforted by that thought. It's all being taken care of.... all I have to do is sit and be patient (yeah right, but I'll try). Thank you God for this little miracle you've given little ol' me. Thank you.