Eric is 2

I cannot believe it.  My baby is 2.  Two years ago (almost exactly the same time as I write this) I went to the doctor's office not expecting anything exciting to be going on (even though it was my due date!)  I had even set up a playdate for Katelyn later that morning.  Much to my surprise I was 3 cm dialated!  The doctor asked if I wanted to have the baby that day (dumb question for a 40 week pregnant lady) since he was on call.  Um, yes please!

By the time I drove myself home, and sat down to eat something, my contractions were already 2 min. apart.  My head was spinning, and needless to say, I called off the playdate, and called my cousin to come pick up Katelyn.  My doctor's appointment was at 9 AM and we were at the hospital at 11:30 AM.  Unfortunately for me (well, more so for Jason and my mom) I was stuck in a triage room for 2 or 3 HOURS on a VERY uncomfortable cot/bed thingy.  I was very grumpy.  Yeah, that is an understatement.  People just kept coming in and having babies, so I didn't have priority of having a room.  I think I finally got into a labor and delivery room around 3, was at 7 cm, got my epidural (thank GOD), and Eric Tyler was born around 5:30 PM.  8 pounds, 6 ounces, 21 inches long!

Here he is, brand spankin' new:

And a few more dressed in his cute newborn clothes and the blanket GramE made:

Then at home, he was a very sleepy baby!  (Thank goodness for that, because Katelyn did not sleep as much as a newborn should have!)

And one of my most favorite pictures ever:

And now he's 2.  {sniff, sniff}

He certainly is Mommy's little monkey!