13 years ago today......

......we were waiting. Not so patiently....but we were waiting. We had been waiting for months, and had been there since the night before. Everything was ready, planning was done, arrangements had been made, people that we loved and cared about were waiting right along with us. Out in the hall were Ben, GaGa and Pap, Nanny and Sissy, Doug and I'm sure several others....I wasn't in the hall, so I'm not sure. If they weren't in the hall, then I'm sure they were waiting by the phone. It hadn't been an easy journey this time....quite hard, in fact, with several bumps along the way. If you haven't guessed it already, we were waiting for a baby. Spenser Wyatt was due to make his arrival any minute now. Although it was 3 weeks before he was scheduled to arrive, it was just the beginning of living our lives on 'Wyatt time'. I had been to see Dr. Goodman the day before and told him we'd have a baby.....TODAY! He gave me the go ahead...no more meds and no more bed rest....try these 2 things and I'll see you back here tonight. (I won't mention the 2 things...use your baby delivery imaginations.) So, sure enough, by about 9:30 that night....I was in labor. Off to the hospital on the hill we go. Once we were settled in, things calmed down a bit....until the morning. Dr. Link broke my water at 8 am and it was on! At 9:25am....Spencer Wyatt was born. There are lots of stories about how Wyatt came into the world. His daddy was ready to deliver him...had his gloves on and everything...until the nurse came in. GaGa was ready at the foot of the bed with the video camera...to capture the moment. Too bad the only thing she captured was the inside of the lens cap. The little girl down the hall also had a baby that day....her experience was quite a bit more dramatic than ours though. Pap was undoubtedly ready to pass out, just because he was in a hospital...but he made it. Ben became a big brother that day...and I became Momma to another fantastic little boy. He's not so little anymore....he stands beside me everyday, just waiting to be taller than me. He's too big to hide in the corner cabinet anymore...I'm sure he'd still camp out in there if he could fit. I've told him the story about the day he was born....and I'll tell him again I'm sure. Everyone has a story....that's the beginning of Wyatt's. I love you, Wyatt!