She was born at 1:11 in the afternoon.
She weighed 7 pounds 14 ounces.
She was 18 1/2 inches long (why, when you are born, is it "long" and when does it switch to "tall"? I guess once you become vertical?).
She is a sweet little baby who likes to eat, but then almost immediately falls asleep.
She'd rather sleep with her mom than anywhere else. (And at this point, mom is a destination and so definitely a "where.")
Her name is Camille.
More pictures coming. More posts coming. Eventually.
Monday, May 28, 2007
Wednesday, May 23, 2007
A Proxy Post from a Postpartum Father
Hello faithful bloggers. I have tracked my way through piles of diapers, half-colored pony pictures, bits of pizza crusts, and chewed-up board books to sit at this computer and bravely (though briefly) carry the blogging torch on behalf of my absent spouse. You have probably guessed the reason: a baby has been had.
Allysha, even at this moment, may be sitting in her robot hospital bed composing something much more eloquent than I ever could manage about today's heroic events, so I will leave it at this: all is well. (Except of course for the half-colored pony pictures and pizza crusts strewn about our place. I mention those only because they will be hastily cleaned up shortly before Allysha returns, and thusly unaware she will have nothing to say about them.) And I should mention that I love that Allysha gal tremendously. And here is a picture of the other gal, of whom I am also quite fond, though I have known her only briefly:
Now you can see why I have taken to her so. It's the outfit. (I hear her mom dresses her.)
Allysha, even at this moment, may be sitting in her robot hospital bed composing something much more eloquent than I ever could manage about today's heroic events, so I will leave it at this: all is well. (Except of course for the half-colored pony pictures and pizza crusts strewn about our place. I mention those only because they will be hastily cleaned up shortly before Allysha returns, and thusly unaware she will have nothing to say about them.) And I should mention that I love that Allysha gal tremendously. And here is a picture of the other gal, of whom I am also quite fond, though I have known her only briefly:
Now you can see why I have taken to her so. It's the outfit. (I hear her mom dresses her.)
Tuesday, May 22, 2007
since I know you're all dying for an update
I'm due tomorrow. I feel like I'm crawling to the finish line, when I can get off the floor. My other pregnancies seem to have ended more gracefully than this one, but whatever.
I have an appointment on Thursday where I get a non-stress test and an ultrasound. If things are fine then they will kindly wait until Tuesday to induce me. If my fluid levels are low, etc., etc., then they'll induce me on Friday.
If I plan on being induced on Tuesday morning, then I figure if anything else happens before then it will just be a happy surprise. In the meantime I will be eating steak and ice cream and watching The West Wing. Isn't that what they recommend?
I have an appointment on Thursday where I get a non-stress test and an ultrasound. If things are fine then they will kindly wait until Tuesday to induce me. If my fluid levels are low, etc., etc., then they'll induce me on Friday.
If I plan on being induced on Tuesday morning, then I figure if anything else happens before then it will just be a happy surprise. In the meantime I will be eating steak and ice cream and watching The West Wing. Isn't that what they recommend?
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