Seventeen!

Seventeen years ago,

my parents were very excited to become

GRANDPARENTS 

for the first time! 

Our due date was Dec 16th.

Bryan was scheduled to leave on a 3 month deployment

on Dec 30th.

Bryan had worked all night on the 23rd.

He would get off work at noon,

so we decided to bring my parents to 

the Naval base and take them on a quick 

tour on his submarine.

Well, when we arrived to the submarine,

I had to pull Bryan away and tell him that I was in labor.

Contractions were about 8 minutes apart -

but were consistent.

My parents had no idea.

(Since I was over due - my Dad wouldn't let me out of his sight -

and wouldn't let us be more then 15 miles from the hospital!)

While on the tour,

some guys were joking with me that they could pull out the operation table,

and deliver the baby there. 

Bryan and I giggled, 

secretly thinking - "you have no idea!"

After the tour,

my Dad suggested we go out for some lunch.

This sounded like a great idea to us, 

as we knew we were going to have a long night.

We ran home and got my over night bag,

and met mom and dad at a Pizza Hut.

Through the meal I would tap Bryan on the leg 

at the beginning and end of each contraction.
Bryan timed the contractions through out the meal.

At the end of the meal,

my Dad, jokingly said,

"Well, maybe y'all should go to the hospital."

Bryan said,

"Yeah, we're gonna head there now."

I thought my parents were going to faint.

After a long, long night!

Our little Christmas morning present arrived! 

10 lbs 1 oz.

our first born son, Brady! 

(wish I had a scanner so I could show y'all what
our little guy looked like 17 years ago)

Seventeen years later,

6 foot 2 1/2 inches

little Brady!

I couldn't be any prouder of the man 

my little guy is becoming! 

Happy Birthday Pumpkin head!