My nephew (and BFF) Brandon is 14 today. Hard to believe. I write about him quite a bit (because he's one of my favorite people in the whole world) but you may not know that I was there when Brandon was born. Since both of my kids were born via Cesarean Section, Anne invited me to be in the delivery room when Brandon was born so I could experience the birth. (A decision I'm sure she now regrets.) John and I had a good time waiting out the labor, but when he was actually being born... it was quite intense.
I'll never forget seeing him for the first time. He looked EXACTLY like his older brother, Austin. The doctor handed John the scissors to cut the cord, and John handed them to me. I was shocked, but I quickly grabbed the scissors and cut the cord before I chickened out. A memory I'll never forget.