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Andrew John Pitcher

I have given a lot of thought to this post. Andrew John Pitcher was born way too early in the morning on August 21st.  He is such a great baby.  As were both of my other kids for the most part.  I knew when I found out I was pregnant I wanted to have the baby on the 21st.  My official due date was sometime between the 17th and 20th.  I had scheduled an induction for the 21st but it wasn't necessary.  My other two children came 7-10 days early and I knew this one would be different.  Labor went quick and recovery has been a breeze. The weirdest thing is being able to eat with out having to worry about throwing up. 

Andrew is way different in so many ways.  After the four year roller coaster to get him here I think both Lee and I feel like he is such a gift.  I appreciate every moment I get with him.  Maybe too it is because I am older and more experienced at the whole parenting thing.

Today is the first day it will be just me and Andrew.  We have had company in one form or another in town since Thursday.  Lee is going to my parents house to put holes in the wall and the older kids are at school. 

I still don't have pics of all three of the kids.  Maybe today would be a good day to get those. 

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