Lauren Marie

I was approaching 5 days past the due date and getting to the point where I was sick of being told how big I was and asked when the baby was due. Luckily Memorial Day held the turning point...I'll attribute going into labor to cutting down the willow tree (I wasn't actually doing any cutting, just taking branches to the dumpster) and taking Jacqui, my niece, on wheelbarrow rides. The next morning, on May 26th at 4am I woke up to contractions that were about 5 minutes apart. My water broke around 4:15 and I woke up Ryan to tell him to start getting ready to go and at 5am we were admitted into the hospital. Our room had an awesome view of Mount Timpanogous and the Maceys parking lot, I wish I had a picture. 14 hours, several games of Skip-bo, some channel surfing, a couple naps and one epidural later, at 6:10pm Lauren Marie Woolsey was born. She was 8lbs. 1oz. and 20 inches long, brown hair and blue eyes (which I am told all Caucasian babies have when they are born). We stayed in the hospital for about two days before we could take her home. The days of a good nights sleep are now over, but we wouldn't trade her for anything. Her latest and greatest tricks include projectile spit up (which sometimes shoots far enough that it doesn't even touch her clothes), kicking off her diaper, and blowing spit bubbles. Life is good.