Welcome to Jamrock Baby Joshua

Well, after almost 2 days of labour my sister gave birth to baby Joshua today. I must admit, seeing my sister during the last couple of months of her pregnancy, and hearing her cry out in pain during delivery - has more or less turned off any switch that may have been on regarding childbirth.

I went to visit her yesterday on the pre-natal ward, and seeing all these pregnant women waddle to and from their beds and on top of that seeing my sister in the beginnings of her contractions....I'm telling you, the light switch off, the shop lock, there's nobody home! I ain't having no baby I tell you! Though everybody that I say that to says that when 'baby fever' lick me, there's nothing in this world that can stop me from having one. Okay, that may be true, but for the moment I am so grossed out by the thought of childbirth, it may take me a good couple years to get over this - call it delaying the inevitable, I don't know!

What I do know is that when my brother-in-law showed me a picture of Joshua when he just came out of the womb...okay, now this was disturbing on two levels: 1. Seeing my sister in that childbirth position, with her legs sprawl out on the bed...was not pretty and 2. The boy look like one black rat! Babies are not pretty when they're just born. So, yes, anyway...when I first saw my baby nephew the first word out of my mouth was....'Ewwwwww' (though that isn't a word, but you catch my drift). Because to be honest him did look nasty. But as you can see from the pic he cleans up well. And him don't resemble the rat-like figure I saw a few minutes earlier.

My sister, God bless you my child. I am so glad it was you and not me! I'm praying for you, because raising two bwoy pickney not easy sista! But I'm here for you - always. John, my brother-in-law, you can now pass down your love for dismantling things and putting them back together to another child :o) But the fun has just begun! Bring on the sleepless nights!

So, welcome to Jamrock Joshua...I don't know what your life will be like. But if the Lord is your anchor, you can face any storm. Auntie Julie loves you and will be praying for you!