We're Home

It feels like we just got here, but we're going out again for the baby's first office visit. I've taken drugs to brace myself. Walking is difficult.

I am so tired but thrilled with the babe. I haven't been coherent long enough to add up all the time in labor and remember it, but we started labor Friday morning and ended up delivering him (it's a boy!) via C-section Saturday night. It's something like 36-44 hours of labor. The birth story will be coming in gory detail as soon as I get the attention span required to recall it all.

There's so much to do and the kid's cluster feeding in two to three hours spans of time, which means I'm pretty well occupied. Breast feeding is going well so far. The cats are not quite sure what the hell this thing is we brought home.

Mistah C is fabulous. Fabulous husband, fabulous daddy material, just fabulous all around. I have a hard time imagining a better man. Several nurses in the birth unit commented on what an amazingly supportive husband and father he is. They thought we should have another one soon since he's so super. At this point, I just want to handle this one.