Birth Story | Nathaniel

We waited a long time for this little one to show up. But when he did - 9 days late - BAM. I had only 30 minutes to drive the 45 minutes to the hospital.  

Thank God those three cops on I-5 had already pulled other people over. 

I ran (RAN!) thought the quiet hospital halls, whispering little prayers, and frantically texting his Dad from the elevator. I ran into the room and whipped out my camera in time to catch him take his first breath. 

And as I told him a few hours later, after he had been cleaned and kissed and welcomed properly, we made a good team. I waited for him. He waited for me.  

Happy birthday, Nathaniel. You are so, so loved.