Baby Love on Christmas Day

It's Christmas day and I should probably feel like writing something super Christmassy, but all I want to do today is stare at this tiny little new guy in our house. I didn't blog when I had my first two boys so I don't think I ever took the time to write about these first days. Today I just have to!

I adore every little squeak and crazy facial expression. I stare into his eyes and wonder what his first thoughts and interests are. I cherish each time that his big brothers re-introduce themselves and declare their love for him. He doesn't feel as tiny and fragile as a lot of babies do... probably because he started off at 9 lbs. He is only four days old, but he feels so much like he belongs with us already.

I want to breathe him in all day long. I know there are many days ahead of me when I will need a break from him, but I can't imagine them now. He is nothing but sweet and tender. Jeff said that he already recognizes my voice. I was on the phone with my dad this morning and he was fussing in another room. Jeff brought him into the room and he was immediately calmed by the sound of my voice. The first day or two he was especially squeaky. Even when content he made a kind of grunting noise. The nurses called him a singer. One of them suggested he might just be clearing out his lungs and it seems that must have been the case because he isn't doing it anymore (thank goodness - I'd NEVER sleep!).

Speaking of sleeping - I have definitely been watching too many sci-fi shows lately. Last night I fell asleep nursing and woke up to a dream that I was a wet-nurse for aliens and I was concerned that I was nursing the wrong species. Too crazy!

I am thinking of my family today and wishing we could be together. The snow outside makes for hazardous roads and after travelling them last night we decided to stay on the safe side today and just have a quiet day at home. Jeff made us a huge brunch and we've been cleaning and enjoying all of the new games and gifts. Hope everyone is staying comfy, warm and as safe as a newborn baby all wrapped up burrito style.

Love,
Christine

Santa Baby

Harrison was born 12-21-09 at 6:59 am. He weighed 9 lbs even and was 20 1/2 inches long. My water broke about 3:45am and we headed into the hospital. My dad came and stayed with the boys until the woke up. He took them to breakfast and then Katie Welch was kind enough to come and watch them the remainder of the morning.

We are both doing well. I came home a day earlier than I expected to because I was feeling so great. Now I have to remember not to overdo it. My gigantic swollen legs remind me of that. We had a great experience at the hospital. All of the staff was super to work with and we were very comfortable. I got really scared right before the surgery because I remembered having referred pain during both of my previous c-sections. Although it took a while to get my anesthesia started, everything else went off without event and my worries were for nothing. No referred pain this time - yeah!

He is a beautiful little guy and we are enjoying him so much. The boys love him already and love to tell everyone his name.