Brock was due May 21, 2004. Since it was my first pregnancy, my friends assured me I would not carry for a full 40 weeks, and to be ready by week 38. So when week 38 came, I kept thinking, "OK, any day now!" So May 21 came...and went... and every day after that were the longest days of my life! But finally, our little guy came 5 days late. He was worth the wait. He was so cute from day one! When I was pregnant, Jake had told me he was a little nervous around babies, and to not think its weird if he didn't hold our baby much, but Jake was like a fish in water. He held him nonstop, it was so sweet. They were instantly best buds.
Here is Brock only minutes old, checking out his daddy, or as Brock called him as a toddler, "deedee".
First bath! Uh, needless to say, Brock was not thrilled, but I get such a kick out of this picture. Brock asks me to tell the story of his first bath all the time because he thinks its funny he threw such a fit. The nurse kept commenting on how strong he was, especially his lungs!
Some of you might recognize that blanket, that is "blankers" Brock's object of affection, which is still on his bed today.
Five years later, Brock is quite the comedian. I heard him chattering away one night in the tub, so I wanted to see what he was up to, and this is what I saw. I still have no idea why he put a wash cloth and rubber duckie on his head, but it was funny even without knowing.
The big day! Dad told Brock he had to wait to open gifts until he came home from work, but then he surprised us all by coming home at lunch time! It was a fun day! He even had his first T-ball game in the evening, and his Gramma and Grampa Mulnix were in town and got see him play. It was a great Birthday!
Two days later we had some friends over for a party. In all honesty, I was dreading all the stress and drama of a party, but it was very fun and went perfectly. All of his friends were sweet and polite and we had a great time. They played in our jump house for a bit, then we decorated hats, and headed back outside for some games. Here is the gang posing proudly with their hats.
Duck, duck, Goose is a popular one at our house, and it proved to be much more fun with a large group.
Then we played Red Rover followed by Octopus tag. Again, lots of fun. Then we had cup cakes, pink lemonade and Brock opened his gifts. I was surprised at how smoothly everything went. Even one of Brock's babysitters (whom he adores) came by to say hi. Brock was on cloud nine, just were a boy should be at his birthday party! Happy Birthday Brock!