Up for Air

July 28th, 2008  |  4 Comments  |  Posted in Bennett

The gentleman of the manor has arrived! Bennett Anders Myler was born on Wednesday, July 23rd at 3:46pm.

He’s lucky to be so flippin’ cute because sir is a taskmaster; we change him, feed him, burp him, change, rock, try to sleep, feed, burp, feed, burp, change, try to sleep, change, feed, change… I’m fortunate to check email twice a day or sleep for 3 hours straight. Honestly it’s tougher than I thought it would be. But it’s also amazing.

I’d love to post more, but I think he knows I’ve found a pocket of free time. Quickly:

The deets:
8lbs, 15 ounces
21.5″ long
Born 3:46pm, 7/23/08

How it went down:
Renate woke me at 4:30am. Nine hours of labor and pushing later, the doctor held Bennett up for me to see. He was as blue as a blueberry, which they say is normal, and silent, which is seriously freaky. But he wailed like a banshee after they sucked the snot out of him, and a nurse pointed an oxygen line at his mouth, flushing him with a healthy pink tinge starting from his head and moving slowly to his feet.

The hardest part? Having no baseline. He’s so new that nothing is normal, and everything slightly odd is worrisome. He just ate an hour ago, how can he be hungry again? Is his umbilical cord infected? What does that scream mean? Did he seriously just pee all over himself while we were changing the previous dirty diaper?

The best part? When he opens his eyes.

More when he’s 18 and out of the house. Until then, I’m posting pics on the photoblog.

your $.02

  1. Congratulations! I remember well the feed, feed, burp, clean up spit up, feed, maybe sleep dance. I used to pray for 4 hours straight! So far, every stage has been even more wonderful than the last…truly. (She types as her 16 month old daughter runs around the house shouting something and “uh-oh!” over and over again…)

  2. Dad and I love the picture. Haven’t I seen that pose on Maggie? I’m sure that his schedule-madness is inherited from the antics of BOTH his parents. Babies like to get down quickly to the fine art of training their parents.

  3. He is the master of the house, after all. He has a big title to live up to! Just keep putting one foot in front of the other and you’ll eventually get to a good night’s sleep.

  4. And so it begins! Glad to hear that mom & baby are both doing well, and that you didn’t pass out during delivery (I have a friend who did and banged his head — his wife was not impressed when he was rushed off to another room for treatment during the grand finale). I doubt you’ll stop worrying until, well, the end of time, but I’m sure you’re both going to be great parents. Congratulations again!

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