Our family grew a little bit larger last week and I can not be more excited for the new addition.
Allow me to introduce little William Clay. He is my new nephew and quite possibly the next George Clooney in the world of newborns.
Let’s start at the beginning. As most of you may know, my gorgeous sister Nornie was a single mom to Cole for several years until Boots came into the picture. They met, fell in love, got married (see photos here!) and always talked about having more kids…dreaming about what they would name him or her…and how their entire family would love that adventure. Even Cole would say that he really wanted a little brother. So when we found out that they were pregnant with their second child, our entire family got so excited for them. When they found out it was a boy…well…it was like Christmas…in Halloween costumes…with a carnival…and a sky full of rainbows.
I hesitated to share Weston’s birth story because they asked us all to keep it on the DL. that’s short for “down low” mom 🙂 And once I got the clear signal, it was hilarious to remember Norn passing out during his delivery. That’s me and Norn for sure…always willing to pick a sister up when they fall….after laughing our head off.
So Norn delivered Cole about a week early…and her doctor expected her to go as early as 37 weeks with this bundle of joy. The days ticked by one after another…until four days till her due date and her water broke. I got the BIG text, and then dished Will off to a friend, packed up Weston and followed them to the hospital.
Norn’s contractions didn’t really get started until about four hours after her water broke so it was weird to see such a calm and collected labor. This was totally different than Cole’s labor…which was pretty immediate in the pain department.
Weston was excited to meet his cousin too. The great part is that both boys will be in the same grade at school and both Norn and I always wanted our kids to be buddies 🙂 Thanks Fairy Godmother. ‘Preciate it.
Once the contractions started, Norn progressed really well. Steady. Calmly.
Her desire was to do a natural birth (she’s got a huge fear of needles…and she practically did one with Cole so we all knew if anyone could do it, it was her!)…and right around her transition stage started, she changed her mind and started crying for an epidural. Boots and I knew that the only reason she would get to that point was because she feared the pain more than the needle.
The nurses and doctors started her on a bag of fluid but by the time came for the epidural, the anesthesiologist slammed on the brakes. Norn was so brave at that point. She had suffered through about 45 min of just fluids with word that pain relief was coming soon just to have them say no was devastating. I think both Boots and I were heartbroken to see her cry in pain and frustration.
I only stayed until she was ready to push. Boots was gonna be the only one in there with her (which is also WAY different than Cole’s delivery) and I was so excited that they were experiencing this huge life changing and bonding moment together. Sure…if Norn wanted me to stay I would have…but honestly, this was gonna be Boots first birth experience and being there for each other…husband and wife…welcoming a child into this world…that is something I know I will never forget with Jer and I am happy they also got to share that.
In the waiting room, Cole kept saying “I miss my mom.” It was adorable…especially since he had just seen his mom about four hours before that. But we all kept promising him that he would be the first to see his brother…and that he was gonna come soon!
Soon actually meant three pushes.
Color me jealous. Jer was too. He said to Boots “Man, you didn’t even walk the halls!” Apparently one sister got all the luck in the hair and birthing department.
What a beautiful family! Norn doesn’t even look like she labored. Or was pregnant. Again…jealous 🙂
They named him William Clay. Some folks thought it was odd on instagram and Facebook that two sisters would name their kids William. Maybe. But it is probably equally weird that two sisters would both marry Williams. And have father in laws named William. Yup. Jeremy is actually William Jeremy…and Boots is actually William Andrew. And both their fathers are also named William (but go by middle names). William is also the name of my dad. And my brothers middle name. And our other nephews middle name. I could go on and on. We are practically shareholders in the William name stock. So in the end, we will have Will and Clay. Clay and Cole. Will and Weston. and a hundred million nicknames. and a whole lot of love.
be still my uterus 🙂
Clay was born 8 lbs and 12 ounces. healthy. and beautiful.
He cried a bit at bath time…definitely has Boot’s mouth.
And we all laughed when he got put in the bucket of warm water because there was an audible little baby sigh and he completely dug his ‘first nude hot tub’ experience. Yes, those are newborn yoga hands.
I think it’s amazing how much we all instantly love this sweet boy. It’s very much the same as how it was when Cole arrived in our family…just as beautiful….every bit as easy to celebrate…and perhaps just a smidge more savory because we are all older and can appreciate a stable pregnancy, a fast delivery, and a healthy baby just a little bit more.
Congratulations you guys. I am so happy for you all.
p.s. For those of you still waiting on your little ones, hoping and praying for a growing family of your own, I hope you know that you are in my thoughts and prayers.