Alexandra was born last night just before midnight Seattle time. The labor wasn't without its ups and downs, but in the end, mama and baby did wonderfully. (Thank you all for your happy-healthy-baby-pushing vibes!) She was five weeks early, so she's in the NICU on CPAP to help her lungs out a bit. I won't meet her until May or June when my sister, her husband and baby girl move from Washington to about 45 minutes away from where we now live.
I am so wishing I was there right now. I want to hug my sister. I'm so proud of her.
Sammy has been walking around all morning talking about how the baby came out of Aunt Melanie's tummy because she "pushed, pushed, PUSHED!" complete with arm and hand motions like he's pushing some other kid really hard out of his way. It's actually pretty darn cute. Then he says something bizarre like, "There's a baby in daddy's tummy, and mommy's tummy, and Grandpa's tummy and my tummy too!" and he lifts his shirt and proudly shows us his belly.
Clearly we need to work on this "where babies come from" bit.
Eeeee. I can't wait to meet her. I can't wait until they're out here. My sister - the mommy!.
Welcome to the world, little girl. We love you so much already.






My name is erika-renee, but call me eka - pronounced "eh-ka." I'm suddenly somehow 32, though I still love pigtails and overalls and silly, happy things. I live north of Boston, and I'm happily married to
I'm a mama!
