It's A Boy!

I went to the hospital and sat with Ellie's family for about the last hour before Mason's birth. I particularly love her sister-in-law. She's an attorney, works for Spike TV and got me some very nice VIP seating to an MMA fight that I wanted to see; in fact, I couldn't have picked better seats. She thinks the world of me as well; but so do her parents. I wish she lived closer, we'd be dear friends. It touched my heart that when Rob came in to tell us that it was a boy, his sister wiped a tear from her eye. She's a beautiful girl inside and out.

Ellie's in-laws are begging me for what my other friends call 'Frannie time'--when they've missed me and need a good dose of my company in their lives. We'll spend the day together shuttling around Atlantic City sometime soon. It's nice to feel loved and embraced by extension to a whole family when mine is so far away.

My aunt died a few weeks ago, so my family was together for a week. My brother flew in from California and the rest of the clan came together by driving. Of all of the cousins and all of their kids, Samantha is my favorite. There is a peaceful beauty about her...a light from within her and where the other kids are rambunctious and loud, she's softer and it's beautiful to watch her. Even at at age four I can see that she is already fully comfortable in who she is in her femininity. I can already see who she'll be as a woman; she'll be picked early. She loves her jewelry and explains every piece to me, she holds her gaze at me and smiles.

When I asked her how she liked her new pedicure; she told me that it tickled; I told her that it tickles me, too.

The baby looks like Rob; dark curly hair, light skin...pink and cherubish. I only stayed long enough to let her know that I was there, then I left her to be alone with her family. It's her first baby; it was appropriate. I'll pop by the hospital tomorrow with lunch--she's been off of seafood during the entire pregnancy, so of course that's all that she wanted...maybe crabcake sandwiches and coleslaw.

Ellie and I went shopping for headbands and rosettes...we'll have lots of girly things to return. The only question left to answer is whether Mason will grow up to be a Giants or Jets fan.