At 6:50AM this morning, my sister had her first child named Rayn.
My sister had a very quick delivery with the baby and was very brave during her most finest hour. I am so proud of my sister and her baby Ryan. They are both healthy and doing perfectly fine.
Rayn himself is 7 pounds and 15 ounces. He has dark black hair and is very fair. He was crying a lot because he had to be injected with a needle every hour -- my sister was diabetic when she was pregnant with him, the nurses wanted to make sure he was alright. My sister is alright now, she doesn't have diabetes anymore. Everytime they inject him with the needle, I leave the room. I was so angry when he started to cry because I didn't want him to feel pain. I don't want him to cry, I want him to be happy. But the baby is safe and sound, he's asleep in the hospital at the moment and we're going to visit again tonight.
Here are some pictures we took,
Baby Raynsleeping in the crib.
Grandpa Rayn.
And my favorite,
Cool Rayn.
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Honestly, when you see him, you feel as if your heart suddenly grows. I don't know how to explain it, but love just begins to pour out of you and you don't ever want to be away from this child. I am missing this little guy so much, I just don't ever want to leave. I really am proud of my sister for going through all this. She is a very brave person and I wish her and her husband the best of luck throughout life.