Hello Hank

Before Hank turns 2 months old, I feel the need to document his birth and do some serious blogging to catch up! I have been bouncing back and forth between foggy baby land, high-speed 3 1/2 year old action, and the kindergarten express.

Hank, you were my most "typical" birth experience. Lola was very much "by the book" and only 6 hours in the hospital, carefully progressing through each stage. Mac was fast and furious and came only 45 minutes after we made it to the hospital.

Baby #3, the day that you were born, your dad and I thought we might need to head to the hospital around 4 a.m., but then things slowed down. The rest of the day, we stayed at home and I washed every piece of dirty clothes, baked, and cleaned every part of the house. Finally around 2:30, we headed to the hospital and you were born at 6:39 p.m. We knew for a long time that your middle name would be Nicholas, but had two first names that we were thinking of. We were pretty excited to name you Hank. You are such a sweet little cowboy- our baby who we brought home to the prairie.

Born September 14, 2015.
7 lbs. 10 oz. 20 inches long.

Everything about you is perfect. You are very much loved.