What does one do with a nephew?

This weekend was a rather busy one for me.  My wonderful, and only sister, gave birth to a beautiful baby boy at 9:15pm Friday.  This is the play by play of what happened.

On Thursday, my sister had her last doctors appointment in which they decided to induce labor....FINALLY!  Although she was only 5 days past her due date, since she was induced with her first child, they decided to go ahead and induce this one.  So...Friday morning...I prepared myself to work from home so I could take care of my niece.

My sister called the hospital at 7:30am, but they told her to call back at 10.  Well, right before 10..my sister called me asking for signs of labor.  I told her just to call the hospital at 10, but not to tell them anything because they would probably make her stay home.  So..low and behold, they actually took her at 10.  I rushed from work (grabbing my computer without the cord), stopped and got my daughter and raced to my sisters to get my niece.  (All of this was done within 30 minutes and it should have taken me at least 45.  Speed much? Me? Never! (insert sarcasm))

I spent the day with the two kids who were so good and allowed me to work the rest of the day at home so I didn't have to loose a day of work.  (Thank God for this perk)  Dinner came and went and still...no baby.  Finally at 9pm I got the phone call....she's pushing.

Now...I live about 20 minutes from the hospital.  Given the situtation, I just prayed I'd get there on time.  Well...God was on my side because I didn't hit one single red light the entire way.  I raced (again speeding after my husband just told me to be careful) to the hospital and made it there in about 12-15 minutes.  I wasn't there for 5 minutes before my brother-in-law came out to take us in to see my sister.  I made it!  Phew!

My nephew weighed 7lbs 11oz and wasd 21in. long.  He looks just like his daddy....although we think he has my sisters lips.

I thought that it would be hard for me to see him.  My husband and I have been trying for another baby since my sister started trying...only she got pregnant and we have yet to conceive.  So..I thought that I would be sad that I was not in the hospital with her as we would have been due 2 days apart if we had gotten pregnant together.  But I wasn't....I didn't shed one tear.  I was so happy to hold my nephew and I was so proud of my sister.

He is so sweet...and so perfect....and I forgot how tiny they are!  Oh my goodness...so tiny.

And the best part is his name...Michael Robert.  Michael is after our brother who passed away at 3 days old and Robert is for my dad.

I love him to pieces...and here he is...just a few minutes old.