Previously on the Walking Dead…

Candace did 100 push-ups

Rolled her hamstrings with a vodka bottle

Took a Benedryl to help her sleep at 11:00 P.M.

And this morning she was so tired that her eyes leaked, her shoulders were so sore that she moved her arms as little as possible and grunted often from the pain.  She limped slightly due to the tight hamstrings, and the dark circles under her eyes were alarming. People fled…and then she started referring to herself in third person.

But other than that, this little conversation was definitely a bright spot in my day.

So was finding this in my mom’s basket by her bed.

Mom of the year, everyone.

Also, I have a very important question.

Am I the only one who gets random evil eyebrows?

Please feel free to weigh in on this one.

Now! On to what I know you’ve all been waiting for, biting your nails in anticipation over, and why you’ve been anxiously checking your news feeds all day

Hah…

Ha ha…

Oh and um, just for the record.  My mom of the year informed me to make this blog post sweet. To which I responded “I’m not sure there’s a sweet bone in my body.” I can assure you that there are plenty of introverted snarky middle child bones though. So, we’ll see how this goes.

CONNOR WAYNE MASSINGALE.

Born at 1:52 AM

6 pounds 6 ounces

19.5 inches.

First of all, Nine…teen inches.

Let me re-phrase. Almost two feet.

Wow.

A couple months before Connor was born, Amanda asked me to be her birth photographer.

To say I was hesitant is an understatement.

Not really because I’m squeamish about that kind of stuff, because I’m not. I’ve seen birthing videos in a human sexuality class, and it was fine. I was really only nervous because in that situation, I’m not sure I would like someone photographing me.

In fact I definitely admire my sister for staying calm while so many people were in the room. I would have liked to die with so many people looking at me in that situation. But she handled it like she didn’t even care.

Amanda pushed for about 50 minutes and at first I had resolved to stay by her head. But somehow I ended up elsewhere. With the nurse encouraging us to look at the little baby’s head, I just couldn’t resist.

There’s nothing cooler and more miraculous than watching a baby come into the world. But I mean, I’ve also seen prettier things.

Even with his little smushed head I could tell my nephew was going to be beautiful. And he SO is.

The love that we all have for this baby is incredible and none of us can get enough of him.

Amanda and James are already awesome parents and it doesn’t even seem like this is her first child. She’s got things totally under control.

Watching my mom burp him is probably the cutest thing ever.

But so are his grunts and squeaks.

And his chin and cheeks.

That rhymed.

I don’t write poetry…don’t get any ideas.

Anyway, here’s a few photos of my favorite nephew.

Connor Wayne

My mom of the year is obsessed.

So is my Dad of the year.

I was able to take some amazing photos of this little dude last Saturday, but I’m still editing them AND I want Amanda and James to see them before the rest of the world.  I’ll post them sometime soon though!

love,

The middle child who tried to write sweetly..?