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.
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Last fall we retooled our dining room into a sitting room. Two leather chairs face the television, with a bookshelf standing nearby in case the power should go out and we need either a) entertainment, or b) fuel.