Hello World!

I want to start this post out by first apologizing for taking so long to update my followers and family. I have been very busy adjusting to this new environment and have been really concentrating on eating, which makes for little time to post.

I was told by my daddy yesterday that I guess I gave him and mommy quite a scare. My mom went into labor around 6:00pm on April 8th. As you know, she took this yucky stuff early in the day called Caster Oil to help induce labor. Well...it worked. Unfortunately, this laxative/labor inducing oil gave Mommy contractions, followed by throwing up, followed by cramping....you get the point. Daddy called the midwife around 7:00pm when Mommy could no longer move and the midwife responded swiftly. Lisa (midwife) came over, checked Mommy and within the hour Mommy and Daddy were driving to the Birthcenter. At the Birthcenter, my dad's role was to coach my mom the whole time. They attended 12 weeks worth of class to get my mom and dad ready for me. My biggest highlight of the labor was the giant tub. They both decided to get in together which was very warm and cozy for me. Needless to say, my mom was absolutely fearless and labored for fourteen, very intense, hours straight with no drugs! There was just one problem...

"When you gotta go, you gotta go," and as my mom was pushing me out...I was doing a little work myself. I went #2 and injested what grown ups call Merconium. This caused my heart rate to go down very quickly. The midwife told Daddy and Mommy that if she didn't get me out in the next push that they would have to rush Mommy and I by ambulance to Alexandria Hospital.

Mommy tried and did not succeed. All these people came in and carried mommy into a big white truck with bright lights. We drove what seemed like an hour, but was really just six minutes, to the hospital, and that is where Mommy finally had the winning push, less than an hour after arriving, to send me into the world.

I was born at 7:57am and was 18.5" long, 6.7 lbs. I am not going to lie, everyone thought I had beautiful hair and great eye lashes. My grandparents, aunt, and cousins made the journey from State College, PA to hold me and make sure I was doing okay.

It all worked out in the end. Daddy, although almost having a heart attack, is doing well and took advantage of the free snacks the hospital had to offer. Mommy is recovering and was able to maintain her goal of having me drug free. Heisman is staring at me most of the day wondering what I am, and as for me... I am eating, eating and eating. What can I say, I am a Workman... Here are some photo's for all of my fans and family.

Moments after I was born.

Stretching, it was really crowded in there!

Resting with Mommy

Hanging out!


















Until next update!

Cora