Fresh 48 Hospital Session at Riverside Methodist Hospital
Its a Boy!!
I love when multiple generations are present at sessions. There is just something so special about seeing grandma wrap up her sweet grandson and handing him to his mother, her daughter. I get all sappy just thinking about it. I love fresh new little baby bits - the sweet button noses, the punchy tiny hands, the curled new legs, the swirl of a cowlick in how the hair lays...all so individualized, all their own, all new.
Being back at the hospital, where I delivered both of my own, is always so reminiscent. Some days I see my OB, some days I see the nurse that helped me name my daughter (yes....our favorite, wonderful nurse, Gretchen, helped us pick from 3 names because we couldn't decide only hours before being released!) Some days when I walk through the hospital halls the the shock of the brisk cold air that hits you from the opening of the double automatic doors reminds me of the gurney quickly carrying me to the OR for my first cesarean section. Its amazing how many memories, and feelings come back every time I step into this hospital.