New baby Mazzy

When our daughter, Nicole, dropped her two boys off for her appointment with the OB, she said, "I may not be coming home right away. I think I'm in labor!" Sure enough, an hour later I got a call from Nicole saying that she was already dilating, and she was, indeed, in labor. Two hours later I got a call from her husband, Lowry, telling me that they had a new baby girl! Rather than rushing right to the hospital, I waited a few hours, then met Paul, our son, at St. Mark's hospital. I had Jonah, age 4, and Jobe, age 22 months in tow.

I remember that it was a snowy, slippery, cold day, and we parked outside. It was a challenge walking two kids up to the hospital door. We took the elevator up to Nicole's room, and there they were--the new little family--father Lowry, mother Nicole, and baby Mazzy. When they told us her name I had to ask twice. Lowry motioned to the nameplate taped to her acrylic bed. "M-A-Z-Z-Y." Well, I'd never heard that name before, but it has grown on me. Mazzy, who was born with lots of dark hair, is the cutest little thing you ever have see--just like her mom was when she was born.