Ava's Birth

Kelly and I have been friends since 5th grade. She is one of my closest and dearest friends. We have been through all kinds of seasons of life together, and I feel confident in saying that she has seen me at my worst. Amazingly, she has loved me still and has always excepted me just as I am.

Ever since I have known her, Kelly has been a mother. Not to children of her own, but to her cousins, little brothers, nephews, me- whenever needed, and practically anyone else who would let her. There is just something in her that thrives when she is taking care of others. I love that about her. Now she has her own little one to take care of, and I know that she is going to do an amazing job at it.

I am so blessed to have been apart of this pregnancy. From the phone call of her telling me she was pregnant, to the "Congrats You're Pregnant" party Sherry and I through her, to her 3 precious baby showers, and on Monday- the birth. It has been such a sweet experience. And although I have been apart of other pregnancies and births of friends and families, this one was different. Perhaps its the many years and tears we have shared together. I usually am not this sappy, but something about this just really gets me. My heart is full and I am thankful.

Here are some photos from Monday. Although these may not be the most flattering photos, I feel like they tell the story well of what went on that day. The waiting, the watching, the disappointment, the stress, which all led up to the final decision to have a C-section.


A little after 8pm she finally introduced herself to the world. And she's perfect. Well done Kelly and Jeff, well done.