Saturday, April 14, 2012
That's what happened when the proud papa placed his newborn into my youngest son's (Hoppy) arms. I was totally enamored with our little girl. She came two weeks earlier that expected, but that's okay... I think the due date was wrong.
This just proves that things do not always go as planned. Mom, Dad and baby are all fine. she weighed 7 lbs. 4 oz and is 20 3/4 inches. I love her and her birthday 4-12-12.
Over all I made better food choices this time out to Syracuse. I chose soup and salad over burger and fries. I brought my snacks for the ride up and back. I won't tell you about my bad food choice, I was treating the new dad and the restaurant choice was his, the good options were not to my liking. I still needed to eat. Learning opportunity. One bad doesn't negate all the good and I am back on track. Like I said I do not want to be known as the fat grandmother.