Happy Happy Birthday Baby!

Tyler is 2 today!

What a day that was and I can't believe it has already been two years.

As most mommies do, I had the nesting urge going strong. However, I got so gigantic with my little Ty man, that I didn't want to do the cleaning myself. So, I hired cleaning ladies to come a few days before my due date (scheduled c-section) and then I scheduled carpet cleaners to come the morning we were to have Tyler. They were supposed to arrive at 8:00a.m. and we were supposed to be at the hospital at 10:30a.m. I asked the guy how long it would take and he promised me it would only take a little over an hour. Great!

So, that Wednesday morning, I got up and took a shower, fixed my hair and put on makeup (for what I was sure would be the last time for several weeks). At 8:45, when it was time for me to leave to drop Lindsey and Trey off at VBS, the carpet guys still had not arrived. I left Tim at home to wait for them and I went on with my agenda feeling sure that they would arrive any minute and they would still have time to finish the carpets in time for us to arrive at the hospital by 10:30. After I dropped the kids off, I ran over to my mom's so she could take a picture of me looking HUGE for the baby's book. While I was there, I called to check on the carpet guys. It was 9:15 and they had just arrived. Holy Smoke! So, I ran home and waited for them to finish. Finally, at 10:00, they were done. We lived at least 40 minutes from the hospital, if traffic was flowing nicely. So we high-tailed it out of there and made it to the hospital at 10:45.

Tim drove up to the little emergency drop-off where all the other ladies were grimacing in pain, hobbling or being wheeled in. I jumped out of the car and RAN as fast as my gigantic body would take me. When I got to the desk, the lady said, "Girl, you better be Mrs. Wheeler! We been waitin' on you!" Sure enough I was, and we were ready to go!

Everything went smoothly. They got me all prepped and ready to go and let Tim come and sit down by my head. My doctor was already there and he discussed the routine and said, "Dr. Bertrand will be here to assist in just a minute." I had neglected to tell Tim that Dr. Bertrand had been in a really bad bicycle accident a few weeks ago and had broken his hip. So in comes Dr. Bertrand with his walker and he approaches the operating table with me on it. I knew Tim would freak out, which is why I didn't tell him. I looked up at him and his eyes were as big as saucers and he leans down to me and whispers, "what the hell!".

Dr. Bertrand and Dr. Richards did great. Little BIG man was born at 1:06 and he weighed in at 10 lbs., 2 oz. The doctor said, "Whoa Dad, here's your linebacker!"

As soon as they cleaned everybody up, they put him on my chest and I go to hold him all through recovery and up to my room. I had never been able to hold a baby immediatly after birth, since Lindsey and Trey both had scary deliveries.

Anyway, that's the story of the little dude's first day. He has blessed us so much and we absolutely adore him!