The first night was basically no sleep but right now he’s literally sleeping like a baby. He constantly wants to eat so Heather hasn’t gotten any rest and the delivery was fast and furious so she’s beat physically and mentally. Other than that he’s pretty alert, makes some eye contact and poops like a horse (specifically, a horse that poops a lot).
P.S. If you don’t know what meconium is, I suggest you never, ever do a Google image search. Consider that my present to you.
No name yet, we have until Friday afternoon to decide. Right now he is going by Popeye (he likes to open one eye sometimes and the cap makes him look like a sailor). Popeye Poore is pretty damn catchy though, so it’s now in the top five.
Special thanks to Joy for being an amazing doula, nurse, friend and photographer. Somehow she was able to do all four at the same time and without her help, there’s no way things could have gone so well. Here are some of her photos from the big night:
The last photo was taken a few minutes after birth. I believe Heather said “holy crap, did I just do this???”
Yes mommy you not only just did this, you totally rocked the shit out of it.