Thanks to my sister Kelli for posting about the newest little Gardner while I was out! We're all home and slowly getting used to each other. We ended up naming her Lyla Grace. We couldn't decide on a middle name until the very last second. Eva is such a caring big sister and LOVES to help with everything. EVERYTHING. It's sweet....most of the time. :) And Lyla? She's been spoiling us rotten with her sweet disposition. In case you're interested in the birth story, here you go....
My water broke just before midnight on Friday just as I was checking on Eva before I went to bed. Thankfully I had a bag packed because I got so nervous I couldn't think straight. The only thing I could think was "oh crap. I just got ready for bed! I'd better do my make-up before we go...." Logical right? So while I did that very important step for child birth Jared loaded the car and we headed to the hospital. I didn't start having regular contractions on my own so they gave me pitocin at 5 am to help get them going. By 7 I said "YUP. i'm done" and hollered for and epidural. I'm tough I know....We slept and I woke up at 8:45 feeling TONS of pressure, which turned out to be because it was time to push! It took the doctor over an hour to get there, (she looked like she'd been in the middle of a game of golf) and after a couple of pushes...TA-DA! We had our little girl at 10:16 am. We haven't slept since. :)
Brand new Lyla with her poor worn out dad
I was worried sick about what to do with Eva when I went into labor. She and I have never been apart and I was afraid she would be SOOO traumatized by the whole experience of being without her mamma. Turns out I worried for no reason. When we left for the hospital we had Omi and Abba (my parents) Kelli, Emma, Tim, Megan and Shaun David all here to help. Just after I had Lyla I called home to see how Eva was holding up and was informed, "you guys need to do something about this kid...she doesn't even care that you guys are gone!" The poor little thing. A big group of some of her favorite people to replace her mom. She may never be the same.
p.s. Thanks Megan for snapping so many awesome photos for me!

