We figured that would give me plenty of time to race home and check on Landon and Penny. I was just getting back into the hospital parking lot at 4:19 when Rachelle called. She said: "Where are you!?! I'm going to start pushing!" Needless to say, I ran all the way across the parking garage, up three flights of stairs and down a couple of hallways. By the time I got to the phone outside the entrance to labor and delivery, I realized that I was too out of breath to tell them who I was. Luckily, they just opened the doors for me. I figure the conversation went something like this: "Hey Jan, the idiot dad actually made it back on time." "Idiot is right. Buzz him in, Bess."
I got there just before her first push. What a miracle. God loves idiots, too. She pushed for about 6 minutes (3 contractions) and out came Travis Samuel. After I sawed through the umbilical cord, they (literally) tossed him onto Rachelle's stomach. Then Travis proceeded to mimic the shrieking eels from Princess Bride for the following 4 minutes or so. That is all I heard. I will not tell you all I saw (for the kids), but it was a miracle. Especially considering she tried to push Landon out for 2 solid hours, only to have the doctor drag him out by his head with forceps.
Our son was born at 4:29 on Thursday, September 23, 2010. He weighed 7 lbs. 11 oz. and was 20 inches long. "And the name by which he shall be known on the records of the church, and throughout his mortal life shall be Travis Samuel Egbert." Sound familiar? FYI: The baby blessing, unlike the baptismal and sacramental prayers, need not be recited verbatim. Let's try and mix it up a little, people!
Here is Travis's journey so far:
Back when he was just a twinkle in our eyes. We use pregnancy tests from Dollar Tree first. If that says positive, then we go and pay top dollar for the high quality ones. "In the mouths of two or three witnesses..."
According to Rachelle, this is one of the most crucial parts of the preparation process.
Travis on the inside.
Travis on the outside: First bath.
The scale.
Travis and Mom
Travis and Dr. Perrin
Just the boys: Travis, Dad and Landon
On our way home from the hospital
I'm all ready to go home, Mom and Dad!
Who's the cutest baby???
Okay, Dad. Enough pictures. Let me sleep, please.
So...like...I was serious.









