(I started this post with the intentions of telling all about my first born in a quick little story...well, that will be impossible because he is 10. Ten years into a short little blog post...not likely. So, the following is just about how he got here.)
He's so handsome, right (OK...I'm a little partial)?? Griffin Cale Vestal came into our life February 19, 2001. He was perfect!! No, I mean really perfect...his Apgar score (some silly little score that nurses and doctors give babies when they are born for appearance, activity, color...stuff like that) was a 10! Chad and I scored him a 10+++. He had the prettiest face and color and made our little family whole. He weighed 6lbs 13oz and was 20 3/4 inches long. He was a tiny little bundle of joy!
This little guy (not so little anymore) was amazing...he was so smart even then. He started sleeping through the night at 5 weeks old....ALLELUIA!! He was such a blessing and hardly ever cried. I was able to take 9 weeks off from work before I had to leave him...let's just say that was the hardest thing ever! Even though I left him with a dear friend I thought the the day would never end. (Ummm...and that was with seeing him at lunch, too!)
We were smitten to say the least...he was fun, fun, fun...probably because he slept all night. Here are a few more pictures of our 3rd puzzle piece as a little guy.
I hope I get better at this as I go along!
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