Jackson's Birth...day.

I remember when the nurse said that Brighton was going to start pushing and i thought to myself, "holy crap! here we go!" Maybe not in those exact words, but those were my feelings!  I was really surprised when they let me help pretty extensively.  I won't go into any of those kind of details, but i felt like an registered nurse, and i haven't even gone to school for it! Take that chemistry...

I was so proud of Brighton the whole "labor" day because she didn't even cry! Maybe a little but not enough to mention.  She about broke my hand a few times during contractions; i was trying to be tough so i didn't cry.  Well, because the whole process didn't actually last that long (I'm sure it did for Brighton, don't forget that..) but i felt like it flew! She started to push and i was helping, and the nurse was being funny, and other people were coming in and going out, it just kinda felt like a couple minutes there for a while.

I'd like to tell you that our doctor was pretty funny.  During delivery, when the nurse finally left our little baby in the docs hands (literally), his phone went off.  I don't mean that it started to vibrate or play a sweet classical rendition, i mean that it was on HIGH and vibrate hooked up to surround sound throughout the room with bass!!  Haha, maybe thats just the way i remember it, but it was loud! It was also playing a very catchy, da da da da (but heavier and some pauses in between... one of the iPhone pre set ringtones). It did lighten things up in the room which was nice.

Jackson was almost there and it started to get really hard to get him out and the doctor had to use a plunger, don't know the technical term, which is kinda cool because the same thing happened to me when i was born.  Basically, when he was finally out, he had an ENORMOUS cone head, which i might put a picture up of here in a bit.  I was seriously floored when my little, beautiful baby boy was finally here.

I felt like i needed to cry, laugh, smile, and freak out all at the same time! The only thing that happened though was that i felt very humble, like, this is my son and i am his father.  I was pretty speechless, actually.  They cleaned him up and wrapped him in swaddling clothes.. well maybe just clothes, and put him into the warmer.  At that point i was already taking pictures and holding his little hand and talking to him, and probably already trying to teach him to play guitar hero and the drums, and football, and everything in my head at once because he was finally here.

Meanwhile, Brighton was doing really well! VERY TIRED and sore but doing well! It was one of the best feelings to watch her hold him and see how much her love grew for him.

I hated it when they took him to the NICU because his blood sugar was low, although i did get to go visit him, i still wasn't able to hold him and my heart was breaking to see that he needed extra care.  I wanted to kill anyone who even handled him remotely rough, i really hated to see my little perfect baby boy getting handled any less than gentle.  Im getting worked up about it even now!!

I love Jackson with all my heart and will do absolutely ANYTHING for him and for my beautiful wife Brighton.  They are everything to me in this world.

I still don't have words to describe how i felt during those couple of hours at the hospital, but i do know that i have found out what it means to really love your family and how much love Heavenly Father must really have for us.

I LOVE YOU BRIGHTON AND BABY JACKSON

 There's that cone head! Woo Hoo!

 4 months already!! CRAZY!! he is way to big!

Us at the hospital after Jackson was born... obviously

 My first poopy diaper!!

Happy little boy!!