Welcome Home, Wyatt!

Wyatt began to settle in... and so did mommy and daddy!

Headed Home!

Sunday morning, March 16th, we were released from the hospital. Joe and I were both in a little bit of shock realizing that we were on our own... We couldn't believe they were sending us home with minimal instructions and without a nurse! : )

Room 721 had felt like home for a couple of days. We are so grateful to have had such a wonderful hospital stay!

All bundled up and ready for his first outing!

Wyatt's Room!

Wyatt meeting his puppy dog, Gabbi!

Meeting Wyatt!

Wyatt had lots of company in his first couple days of life. He felt very loved from the get-go, I'm sure! We are fortunate to have such wonderful family and friends who took time to come visit! Here are just a few who came to visit at the hospital...

Grandma and Grandpa Schulze
(AKA Mimi and Poppy--Developed by cousin Ashtyn!).
Wyatt is the third grandbaby on the Schulze side.

Grandma and Grandpa McCulley
Grandpa-holding his first grandson. Grandma-delighted to finally have a grandbaby! : )

Our dear friends... Nathan, Raenette, Brock, and Carrigann!

Our friends, Mike and Lisa, with Wy in the camo blanket they gave him!

Pastor Jim--AO Youth Pastor!

Mike...Yes, we convinced him to hold the baby and get a picture!

Michelle--an AO friend!

We forgot to snap pictures of our other visitors... Thanks so much for coming to visit us!!!

What's in a name...

The Lord called me before my birth; from within the womb he called me by name.
Isaiah 49:1

We had 4 names picked out for our little boy prior to his arrival. The name "Wyatt" was Joe's favorite! I could not decide on one and figured I'd have to meet our baby before committing to a name. I always said that I would never be one of those people that went to the hospital without a a name picked out... And, I ended up being among "those people"! : / After the c-section, Joe went with the baby and I went into recovery for over 2 hours. When I finally came out of recovery and got to see my baby, all of the nurses were calling him 'Wyatt'. Yes, Joe took it upon himself to give our son the name he'd been hoping for all along! I was pleased with his decision.


WYATT (Old French)
Inherent Meaning: Little warrior
Spiritual Meaning: Immoveable
Scripture: 2 Timothy 4:7
I have fought the good fight, I have finished the race, I have kept the faith.

Our Little Warrior.

Joe thinks Wyatt was flexing in this picture! : )

Little Version of Daddy

After the c-section, I didn't get to see our little boy for a few minutes so Joe had to give me an update... I asked if he was ok and if he had all of his fingers and toes... Beaming from ear to ear, Joe said, "He is so cute! He looks just like me." After I saw the little one, I realized just how much he did resemble his daddy! But I hope our little Wyatt has more humility than his Daddy!!! : )

Ahhh.... So sweet! The proud new daddy admiring his little look-alike.

Little version of Daddy.

Our Little Man's Grand Debut!

How we thank God for you! Because of you we have great joy in the presence of God.
1 Thessalonians 3:9

March 14th, 2008 will be a day that is etched in our minds forever... Wyatt Joseph McCulley made his grand entrance into the world! Two weeks prior to Wyatt's due date, we found out that the little rascal was breach. Therefore, we opted to schedule a cesarean and make Wyatt's due date his birth date! We arrived to the hospital bright and early that Friday morning to prepare (can you ever be prepared?!) for delivery. It was a very surreal experience... We entered the OR at around 7:30am and by 8:08am we had become parents! Our lives had been permanently changed and we couldn't have been anymore blessed! It was a perfect day in so many ways... the sun was shining bright, the weather was warm, and the Lord granted us with a healthy and handsome baby boy!

Preparing for Delivery... Anxiously awaiting the arrival of our little boy!

Proud new daddy admiring his boy!

Family of 3!

Dr. McMahon...

The doc who delivered our little one safely into the world!

This was a beautiful plaque on the hospital wall with a verse (Psalm 139:13-14) that had given me so much peace during my pregnancy... It was a constant reminder that God was (and still is) in control!

39 Weeks and Waiting...

God's ways are as hard to discern as the pathways of the wind,
and as mysterious as a tiny baby being formed in a mother's womb.
Ecclesiastes 11:5

The prego belly 6 days before Wyatt's due date!