The following morning I woke up around 2 or 3 AM and started having contractions. I remember going downstairs to watch The Matrix on TBS and started timing them. I called the hospital around 7AM once they were getting closer and they told me to come in.
12 hours later after contractions that kept getting further apart, walking around the endless hospital hallways, a dose of pitocin, my water finally getting broken, a epi that was entirely too strong and 2 hours of pushing, I had my first baby.
You are such a happy boy. You have a smile that can move the world. While you've developed a sassy attitude, you are deep down still a caring, sweet boy filled with lots of love.
Happy Birthday, Braydon!