One of my favorite moments after having a new baby is waiting with great anticipation as John brings the big kids up to meet their new sibling. I am the second oldest of ten and remember my own father taking us up to see my mother. My heart beat out of my chest as we walked into Mitchell County Hospital and down the halls to first look into the nursery window hoping maybe to catch a glimpse of our new brother or sister. We had to wash our hands and gown up. I couldn't stand the excitement. Then, we would walk into my mother's hospital room. It always felt like we had not seen her for 100 years. I remember the aura around the new baby. I remember my mother always looking beautifully dressed in her new hospital gown she always bought for every baby. I loved it. I hated leaving and couldn't wait for her to come home.