I’m an aunt!

The first thing I did upon waking yesterday morning was check my iPhone for an email or text from my family. My sister was scheduled to have a C-section at 8:45am EST. I knew 7:15am CST would be too early for the baby to have been born, but I was hoping to have received some sort of update on my sister’s status.

Nada.

I texted my parents, who were waiting in the hospital, after dropping off Levi at Montessori. It was now 8:45am CST.

“Status update???”

My dad responded that my sister was taken to the OR on time and that he suspected the baby had been born. And then a few minutes later, he wrote back with the official news that my nephew had arrived and weighed 6lbs 7oz. But no length and no name.

An hour later, my brother-in-law sent a group text message to his family members and mine with a photo of my sister holding her new baby boy. She looked amazing, and he was so sweet. But still, no length and no name.

Nearly an hour and a half after that, my mom reported that she ran into the doctor in the hospital cafe. (She, my dad, and my sister’s in-laws were still waiting for the OK to go up to the recovery room.) Dr. F told my mom that the baby was long, lean, and…blond!

Meanwhile, JB kept calling the house from work. “Does he have a name yet?” “I think his name is going to be Isaac.” “Have you heard anything yet?” “What is his name??”

Finally, at 11:57am CST, my sister made the long-awaited announcement via group text.

Baby Max arrived at 9:19am EST on February 25th, weighing 6lb 7oz and measuring 19.7in long. I was able to meet him via FaceTime at 1:23pm CST while Levi was napping.

He stirred when he heard my voice, trying to open his eyes to see me. I think that’s because my sister and I sound a lot alike! The little guy was extra sleepy because he never got the memo that today was going to be his birth day.

We were able to FaceTime again in the evening so that JB and Levi could see Max. It was so adorable to hear Levi say “bay-bee” when Max’s face appeared on the screen.

“Is that baby Max?” we asked Levi.

“Mac! Mac!”

Welcome to the family, Mac — I mean, Max. Thanks for making me an aunt!

{my dad’s photos}