On tuesday morning, a text message came in at 6:20am. My phone was set to an obnoxiously loud tone, I woke up and got dressed. Camera in tow, I arrived at Doctors Hospital and found my friends’ family in the waiting room. The halls are lined with CHEESY maternity photos, which gave me a laugh, but I wasn’t there for the gallery showing. I was there to be with my friends and their family. The Elliott’s and I have become close friends over the years. I’ve enjoyed their family, their dog, and their son Abram. He’s one of the coolest little guys I know. On Tuesday he became a big brother. And I was there. Goodness, babies make the cutest noises ever.