Brooke and I have been so darn blessed in our lives, and I'd have to say that until recently, I didn't know just how blessed we really are. That is, until April 28th 2010. That's the day we had our perfect little angel, Emma Christine Gray.
Just in case you're wondering or don't know, I'll give you some background. We were high school sweet hearts. I know, cliche! But sometimes things really do work out that way. Heck, my brother and his high school sweet heart are married with a son too! My Dad taught us that once you find a good woman, you stick with her. Well, we both did. I digress.
Brooke and I went through thick and thin together. In my younger days I was a pretty wild child. I know, it's hard to believe it now but I had my rough patches, that's for sure. Luckily, I met the right group of people and spent my college years travelling during the summers and schooling during the year. Brooke and I, and our best friends went from coast to coast for months at a time just wandering and looking for things that we KNEW we'd never find in Fort Smith, Arkansas. Funny thing was I never really found it until April 28th, 2010 and it was right here in my home town, the place I grew up and swore I'd never end up. But now, with a house, good jobs, and a comfortable life we knew something was missing. So yeah, we started trying to have a baby.
When I say trying to have a baby, I mean we "tried" for about 4 days. I knew the second it happened. I think my exact quote was "that was the one babe", and I knew it was. Sure enough a few weeks later I got a text message picture that was a pregnancy test with two pink lines. I almost passed out.
Brooke had an AWESOME pregnancy. She was mostly happy, smiling, and had that "glow" about her. No morning sickness, no sickness at all really. We KNEW it was going to be a boy. Grays don't have girls. That's just the way it is. Well, at least we THOUGHT that's how it is. Like I've done a thousand times before, sometimes on purpose, and sometimes just because the universe lined up that way, I SHATTERED the mold in my family and produced the first girl Gray to come along in a good long while.
We chose the name Emma because we both liked it, but also because there's a String Cheese Incident song called "Emma's Dream" that we both really like, so it was perfect. We waffled around with it of course, but always came back to it. Christine is Brooke's grandmother's name, who passed away when Brooke's mom was a kid, so we thought it would be nice to honor her, and thought it had a nice ring to it.
The hospital visit and labor went AWESOMELY. Brooke's co-workers treated us like royalty. (thanks Jackie and Regina) Brooke was a trooper, and I had to take some oxygen. Well, technically i didn't "have" to take it, but I did because it was there and it helped. Brooke was awesome, and I'll never see her the same way again. Talk about strength, dignity, and graciousness. This girl has it all. I'm telling you, everything I'd heard from other guys about labor was complete crap. It was amazing. Plus, at the end, we had Emma!
I've posted some pictures, so it'll be a start. I'm going to try and post updates for Emma and post pictures and videos as she grows and becomes everything I know she's going to be. I may even let mommy post every now and again!