Well, Preggo is preggo no longer! Little E arrived at 8:00 a.m. on Sept 30th, and she is a sweet little bundle of joy at a wee 7 lbs. 1 oz. and 19 inches long. She sleeps a lot, says Daddy UGAMan. She slept in my arms as I rocked her during my visit the day after she was born, while Preggo ate a hospital-food lunch.
Little E has darkish blue eyes, but most babies come equipped with blue eyes at first, so who knows what color they'll turn later?
Little E already has UGA socks and a "good little baptist" onesie. (For those not in the know, a onesie is a one-piece baby outfit. This particular one is short-sleeved and short-legged and snaps at the appropriate spot so that you can easily change her diaper.) Daddy brought the dancing Harry Dog to the hospital room. I think Little E already knows the dance, from the photographic evidence I've seen. (Y'all who've seen the pics know what I mean. And sorry to the Yellow Jackets...Little E is gonna be a die-hard Bulldog!)
Preggo had NO meds whatsoever during childbirth. Owie!!! I would have screamed like a banshee. I think Preggo did.
If I ever have a baby, I want ALL THE DRUGS!!!
Note: Since Preggo is not preggo (or "preggers," for the Bridget fans) Preggo needs a new name.....so.......MamaJR is it. (Heehee...makes her sound like a _Dallas_ fan!!!)
MamaJR says, "I can't believe she's mine."