I am finally getting around to posting about the new little love in my life and put some rumors to rest. I have to admit that sometimes when preparing for a new baby I sometimes have feelings of pure fear. I have not always had the happiest babies and sometimes I am scared that I will go crazy trying to cope with the hours of crying. I tried to mentally prepare myself for a newborn by reminding myself on a daily basis of all the time and energy a new baby would require and that it would just be for a season and not last forever.
Our little Dwyn Lylian Foote was born on December 23rd at 1:19am and was 7lbs 9 1/2oz. Contrary to rumor my labor lasted more than 10 minutes although I left my house at 12:45 and she was born at 1:19 that includes driving to the hospital getting to the third floor and from triage to delivery. I was worried we might not make it, but everything went well. I am loving having a newborn. Last night I found myself wanting to cry as I realized how short of a time she would be so little. I wished I could pause time and keep her little. Her sisters adore her and tell me that I can leave at any time because they can babysit. That would definitely be interesting since Foote had to explain to them that baby sitting did not mean sitting on the baby.
To answer questions as to her name it is a Welsh. Like most names Dwyn has several meanings but some of the most common are pleasant and steadfast both of which I really liked. Andrew also served half of his mission in Wales and traces a lot of family history back through Wales, so it is a name with meaning for him.