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Hurray

Longtime readers of my blog may remember the heartache my cousin and her husband (and their oldest son Jack) went through as their son, known to all during his short life as Mighty Joe, battled hypoplastic left heart syndrome in 2005. We lost him in October 2005, just six months and 10 days old. To read his story, click here.

However, I have some happy news to report!

Jack and Joe have a new baby brother. Judson Edward was born at 6:45 p.m. Monday, weighing 6 lbs. 12 oz. and measuring 18 1/2 inches long. No signs of any ailments. His mommy had a high blood pressure scare that prompted her hospital stay and an early C-section to bring Baby Jud into this world. I'm told the newborn redhead and his family are all doing well.

I'll post a pic when I get one. Until then, give thanks to whomever you look to in these situations. What a blessing.

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Tom Myler (scoodog) said…
What great news!! I am very happy to hear this. A blessing indeed.
9:10 PM
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