
On the night of January 8th 2015 I began having some consistent contractions. I felt so much more prepared this time around. With Berkley I had this constant anxiety that I wouldn't realize what a contraction felt like and that I wouldn't make it to the hospital in time and deliver her in our apartment bathroom which was (at the time) my worst nightmare haha. This time I knew exactly what to expect and that offered me great comfort!
I was due to deliver on the 18th so I thought maybe these were just Braxton Hicks contractions, but as the night went on they became stronger and stronger and I knew it was time. We headed to the hospital around 3am. Cyler and Eve had agreed to watch Berkley for us when the time came but they had the flu so we ended up taking our cute little one year old with us to the delivery room. Robby and Berkley were absolute troopers as they sat on the uncomfortable sofa so early in the morning waiting for a new son and brother.
Baylor Max Reid arrived on January 9th 2015 at 9:46am. He weighed 8' 6" and was 21.5 inches long. He had some hair but not as much as his big sister when she was born. His hair was lighter too!
I remember thinking he was just perfect. I finally had my boy. If you know me you know that I have always looked forward to having a little boy for my own. He was here and he was mine and I couldn't have been happier. To my surprise my heart grew again when I couldn't imagine it had the capacity to grow anymore. I was totally in love.
It was such a different experience than what I had with Berkley. It made all of the difference in the world just knowing what to expect having done it once already. I had time to slow down and take in all of the little details. There was a calmness that was definitely lacking the first time around. I might be different than most but I LOVE the delivery process. The epidural is awesome, nurses wait on you hand and foot, the pushing part is minimal and I don't feel a thing, you have everything you need, the nurse can help you out at night and let you get a few hours of sleep in a row which is amazing, family can come and go as they please, and everything is taken care of. Aside from the food and the fact that my poor husband has to sleep on a super uncomfortable recliner thing for a few nights, the hospital experience has been almost heaven for me both times. Robby was, as always, the best through this experience. I still dont know how I got into this amazing mess with such a great man. Love him so much!

It is blowing my mind how quick this little boy is growing up! He was an easy baby. He rarely cried and made everyone feel good because he would smile at anyone and everyone.


When bay man was about 6 months old he fell from the bed while sitting in his bumbo and broke his collar bone. I was devastated. I knew it was an accident and I have come to peace with it, but at the time I was just racked with guilt. If I had watched him closer or maybe not set him on the bed we could have avoided that situation. I felt so bad, and i certain degree of guilt will be with me forever. Seeing his little arm wrapped up in an ace bandage was almost too much to bare. But he did pretty well in recovery and was his happy little self about 95% of the healing process.
Little man continued to grow and grow and now he is 14 months old in a couple of days! He is the light of my life (along with his sister) and is such a fun happy little man. He loves to throw a ball around and be outside just like the rest of his family. He is still a big smiler and eats SO MUCH FOOD. He can out eat Berkley any day. He is an amazing little boy and I am so blessed to be his mama.
The picture in the plaid shirt is on his first birthday.
Before I had Baylor we tried to explain to Berkley that there was a baby in mom's tummy and that it would be her baby brother. We told her she would love him and that he would love her and that they would be best friends.

She didn't buy it at first.
But over time she warmed up to him.

Now they are best buddies <3









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