Friday, September 26, 2008

Homecoming

Dylan is ready to go home. Poppy (& everyone else) can't wait to take him home! I bought him that outfit to wear home. He barely fit it. I bought a preemie outfit because usually they are super small for a few days at least. He was small, but LONG! If you look close, you can see his little toes are trying to stretch out!


This was taken just as soon as they got home. I didn't get to go that day, so I was very anxious to see him!

Aunt Susie came right over too! She had to leave town just minutes after he was born, so she really hadn't seen him very good. This was the first time she held him.



Poppy and Dylan settled right in for a good nights sleep!




Well, a couple of hours of good sleep, anyway!




The first couple of days seemed like one extremely long and never ending day! After that, we settled into a routine. Kind of, anyway!

Aunt Willie and Tonette made it in from Louisville the next day. They were just amazed at how tiny and how beautiful Dylan was. This is the first time they saw him.

Tonette called first dibs at holding him!

Then Aunt Willie took her turn.



Then Chester!



Then Sissy Sharon!

Thursday, September 25, 2008

Dylan's Birth Day


On February 26, my family's life was forever changed. My nephew, Chad Dylan S********, was born. He weighed 7 lbs, 14 oz, and was 21.5 inches long.




He took up with his Poppy right away. Little did Dylan know, but his Poppy would do whatever he needed him to, plus lots of stuff he just wanted him too!








His Nee Nee (which is me), fixed him all up for his hospital pictures. His Nee Nee would fix his hair many more times in the future, also. Some times he didn't really care for it though!






I call this his Alfalfa look. His mother didn't really like it, though. I thought it was very cute.










I made him that little blue blanket. It is way too small now, so we use it as a poop protector when we change a really messy diaper!




Before we knew it, 4 days were up and it was time to come home. Dr. C**** took a picture with him before we left. She was a wonderful doctor. Amy, my sister, had to have a C-section, and we were all very pleased with the care she received.