It's a boy!

Today we are pooped! But happy...

My nephew (first on my side of the fam) was born last night in LA after 10 pm! His mama was in labor all day so we piled ourselves into the suv and headed south thinking we'd get to see him in the evening and then have plenty of time to get home and get the kids to bed. Today was their first day back at school after Christmas break and sleep is usually important for such days

But no. Baby boy just didn't want to leave the comfort of the womb, so finally, mama had a c-section to coax out her 9lb. 4 oz. son.

Our family members--15 in all--took over the waiting area of the hospital until way past visiting hours. The girls played cards, took random pics of each other and shared ipod headphones. Teen son wandered around aimlessly looking for food, while other fam members just paced and chatted and anticipated this new life. Early on I felt myself fading (sympathy fatigue perhaps?), but rallied when baby boy finally showed up. By the time we all jostled for a looksie, then headed home, it was after midnight.

Many parents probably would've been more practical. They would've left earlier, gotten their kids to bed on time, and perhaps visited the baby some time in the days following his birth. Our kids were tired this morning, that's for sure. But I also noticed how content they were, and when this year has past, what will they remember more? Getting plenty of rest the day before the new start of school? Or seeing their baby cousin with his shock of dark chocolate hair, just minutes after birth?

Ahh well. Made a great memory last night, and tonight? Lights out early...:)

p.s. Nothing personal, but my new baby nephew is so much cuter than the kiddo on this post, LOL...