Short Update About Life In General... and Elora Pictures

07/26/2010

Nothing Like a Baby
It's been a busy week.
My Daddy... he's almost stopped smoking. And when he does smoke... he goes outside. He hasn't done that in 22 years. Literally. He went outside for a little while when my baby brother was born... Elora is changing our family for the better.
My brother is more understanding of me in general... but on an emotional level I think he finally gets it.
It wasn't that he though I should have an abortion... but I don't think he quite understood how much the baby meant to me until he held her for the first time. The look on his face... it made me cry. Straight up I was all weepy to the point where my older brother asked if I was okay. I just kind of pointed to them and cried a little more. My older brother has always understood me a little better than most in my family(possibly because we're closer in age and experienced the same things within our family at the same time) and got what I was trying to say.
Colin (the younger brother) and I are lots closer than we were... which is saying something. Because I've come to realize that my family... my immediate family anyway... we're ridiculously close knit.
Even if my younger brother and I don't always understand eachother... I knew he loved me. The thing is... we're different. To the point where I'm suprised we're related sometimes. I'm the emotional one... the one that cries easily... the one that feels everything.
Colin... not so much. It's not like he's a robot or anything... just keeps things inside more often than I do I guess. He's my numbers guy too... maybe that's got something to do with it. I'm perfectly fine with things being organic and possibly a little weird. He likes things to make sense... one of the reasons I think he's so good at math. It adds up right and he's a happy guy you know?
Right now I think my brother understands me better... because of the look on his face in this picture.



See what I mean? Plus look how happy my dad looks. Seriously I don't think I've seen him this proud... like ever when it comes to me. Maybe when I graduated from high school.

I think this is just going to turn into a picture entry so I don't cry. After going through the pregnancy without a real partner (yes I had my family for support but sometimes it would have been nice to have someone just... be there and feel her kick and all that) I've had enough tears for now I think.

So... here's some pictures.


First Family Picture (minus my sister in law who's boss wouldn't let her out of work soon enough to come see her niece being born... stupid jerk boss)


This is after they let everyone back in once they got the both of us all cleaned up and quasi presentable... Seriously I know it's silly but I really hated having that Iv port in my hand. It irritated my skin and I couldn't put my own hair up. My mom had to do it for me


My Daddy holding his first grandchild.


My older brother Justin (he kind of looks like a cross between Jesus and a pirate... his hair is lots longer than mine lol) and Baby Elora


This is after they sent us down to our room and everyone was leaving and we were getting to know each other a little better. She likes to be facing me when she's sleepy (better boob pillow access) but facing the room when she's not sleepy. Curious little thing my daughter is.

And finally... (for this entry anyway lol)

Exactly 7 days after we Elora was born (5 after we brought her home from the hospital as they kick you out after two freaking days)


JakJak comes to inspect his new baby sister.
He was unimpressed

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