Watch the hands

Sawyer's been busy in the nursery, he came back from his bath this morning flashing gang signs...

It's time for some introductions

Hello world!
My name is Sawyer Timothy. I was born at 5:25 am (East African Time) on January 26th. I weigh 8.1 pounds, and with my long legs I measure up to 21.5 inches in length. As expected, I have long fingers and toes, and I'm just too darn cute for my own good. I have big blue eyes that love to look around inquisitively. I love my parents, and I can't wait to make a lot of new friends!!
Here's what happened on my birthday:
My mom woke up at 12:45 with a strong first contraction. At 2:30 we all arrived at the hospital, and after a few hours of agonizing pain for mama (and hey, it wasn't all gumdrops and bunnies where I was either!), I took my first big gulp of this thing you call air at 5:25am. My dad's been hanging out with me a lot while the doctors checked up on Mom. But she's doing great now, and we're really enjoying catching up. I have a lot of questions for them about all the weird noises I've been hearing for the past 9 months, so I'm sorry, but I need to cut out and make sure those two are ok. They've been crying a lot, and I kind of wish they'd buck up and order some breakfast. I'm starving, and I think they must be hungry too!

Listen, I have some exploring to do. We'll meet later, but for now, send your regards to my Mom, and she'll probably smile real big and tell me about all the people in the world who already know me :).

Sincerely,
Sawyer

The Long Road Ahead

The sun has set on January 22 in East Africa, and there have been no new trips to the hospital, no new baby. Sorry Ryan, but you won't get to share your birthday this time around. We were able to have one last date out together, and greatly enjoyed it. But truthfully, we hope that this was our last chance at a quiet evening alone for some time. We fear it will not be. We just wanna meet the little fella!


In other news, it was fun watching the inauguration on CNN international and listening to the fireworks and all-out celebration of the Kenyans around us. The hopes sure are high out here!

It IS real

Mt. Kilimanjaro.

Having once flown directly over and twice driven by it within a few kilometers, yet never seen it (darkness and excessive cloud cover... there's a reason that the nearest city to Kili is called 'Moshi', which means 'smoke/fog'), we didn't truly believe that Mount Kilimanjaro actually existed!!

But now we've seen it, on our way to Kenya, it's real!!

Here's mama!
Now it's a waiting game. What do you think? Will our little one be punctual? Early? Fashionably late?