A couple weeks after my graduation I thought that it would be a great time to plant a flower garden. Our house has gone too long without having a decent front yard. Planting a garden is hard! We had to dig a lot of dirt, for a long time. (When I say 'we' I mean Jeff. I tried, and gave it my all. It just wasn't enough. But I paid for it... so we're even.) However, it is very rewarding and I am so happy that we (Jeff) did it. I stare out my front window all the time to look at the flowers that we had planted. That makes me sound crazy. Anyway I love me new garden, and it loves me back. Maybe. Actually it probably doesn't.
About a week after planting my garden another very exciting thing happened to me. I was able to be a part of my sister Rachelle's labor story. On the weekend of May 10th and 11th Christian, Rachelle's husband was in Oregon because his grandmother passed away. Rachelle and Christian felt very strongly that Christian should go to her funeral. Rachelle was almost 36 weeks pregnant, and was told by the doctor the day Christian left for Oregon (the 9th), that the baby would most likely NOT come that weekend. All seemed well. On Friday the 10th I took my mom to Rachelle's so she could spend the night. I arrived in the afternoon. We had a great time talking and hanging out. We got lunch, did some laundry, and played outside with Jackson; my nephew. There was only one sign that afternoon that things we're a little bit off. Rachelle said that she was feeling strange, and she was having some contractions. They went away quickly and she passed them off as Braxton Hicks contractions. Night came and Jeff and Anthony came over. We decided to go to KFC for Dinner. My mom stayed behind with Jackson and the rest of us went to KFC. Well, while at KFC Rachelle's water broke! So, we vetoed having chicken, and went for having a baby. Jeff and Anthony dropped Rachelle and I off at the American Fork Hospital around 9:00 pm. That was when the fun really began. I had the wonderful opportunity to experience being the role of the "dad". It truly was amazing! I helped Rachelle in anyway I could through the night. (Which meant I was able to get her Jell-O !) Around 2:30 in the morning I assisted in the delivery of Crosby McCoy McDonald. The doctor even let me cut the umbilical cord! It was such and amazing experience! I will never forget it! It was a very special night. It really fortified how much I love my nephews! It is so neat to see new life.
On that same note it is so wonderful to see all my friends become mothers for the first time. I have wonderful friends and I know they will all make great mothers!
Stean! Congrats on graduating - isn't it a great feeling to be done? :) And congrats on helping sister with labor - what a fun and crazy experience you'll be able to share with your new nephew when he's older :)
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