Saturday, October 24, 2009

Rub-a-Dub-Dub

13 days old: Danny got his first "real" bath in the sink on Thursday morning. He LOVED it! Compare these pictures with the ones of him getting scrubbed up with a wash cloth in the previous post. He acted like he wanted to take off and swim in the sink.




14 days: This is Arthur's Grandma Rogers getting to see him for the first time. He slept the whole time she was there and just woke up as she was getting ready to leave. Hmmm, maybe we could use her at 3:30 in the morning???


A friend from church made him this cute little blanket. I liked the way it looked with the camo pants and hat, so I took a few pictures.






It was kind of chilly, so I wrapped him in his swaddler. It has a pocket for his feet and velcros around his arms so he stays wrapped up. He HATES having his hands held down, and he usually doesn't tolerate his arms being confined at all. I had wrapped his hands totally in the swaddler, and when I looked at him again, he had the blanket pulled clear up over his eyes trying to get his hands out, so I pulled his hands out the top. He tolerated it then. I think he looks like a little kangaroo. :-)


"I'm only putting up with this because I'm cold! When it's warm again, I'm bustin' out of here!"
Arthur and I bought this little coat the day after we found out I was pregnant. The hood is huge, but the coat itself fits him pretty good and is really warm. Try getting his arms in and out of those thick little sleeves, though!

Wednesday, October 21, 2009

Just Pictures

3 Days Old: He was a little yellowish, so he was sunning, and Daddy was keeping him company.

4 Days Old: Getting his first full "sponge" bath from Mommy. He is NOT a fan of sponge baths.




Getting some comfort from Daddy.


5 Days: He loves his mobil.



He can already hold his paci in. He loves that thing, much to Mommy's chagrin. Hopefully it won't be a huge battle someday!

6 Days old: Streeeetch!


I love these little knit pants.


Daddy and Danny both like to sleep in the car.




8 Days Old: Starting to chunk up!


Relaxing with Mommy... My mom came home with this cute little outfit. I love the pants.


Meeting some of his cousins... Wyatt loves him. He carried around his picture all day the day they got the pictures of him.




Wyatt, Kayli, and Dawson

Giving Momma a sweet little smile.
9 Days Old: Snoozin' with Pawpaw Quentin

12 Days Old: Funny faces with Daddy


12 Days Old: Posing in his Dr. Seuss diaper cover:

A new little Cardinals fan... Arthur got me this bear when we were dating.



His new best bud:

Monday, October 19, 2009

Welcome Danny!

This is a very late announcement that our baby boy is here! He arrived at 4:40 PM on October 9th. He weighed 8 lbs. 4 ounces and was 22 inches long. He was a big boy!
This is his first picture:You'll have to excuse his mommy's very frazzled appearance, but it had been a rather long day. You can see how proud his daddy is in this picture! Arthur got to "catch" the baby. That was really special.
Warning: The following section contains birth details. They aren't terribly graphic, but if you don't want to hear them, skip this section.

I had the baby at Columbia Community Birth Center. That was a really positive experience. Even though it was a really long labor, I feel like it was the best it could have been (with the exception of some of the early parts of labor when I hadn't quite gotten the hang of relaxing yet). We got to the birth center late Thursday evening. The midwife said it was still early, so we should try to get some rest. She went down the hall to the other room to get some rest and told us to come get her whenever we wanted her, and otherwise she'd check on us in the morning. Things started getting really tough early the next morning, so Arthur went and woke her up. She came in and taught me how to relax and breath through the contractions and showed Arthur how to help me, and from that point on, I felt great and knew we'd make it fine. It really did not seem like it was so many hours later that he was born. I guess the focus I gained at that point made the time fly. I pushed for around three hours by Arthur's calculation (that was made so long due to a cervical lip), and the baby crowned for a full hour! He was born in water and started breathing on his own very soon after being pulled from the water by his daddy. For those of you who think they were crazy for letting things go that long, I was clearly doing fine and was making progress, and the baby's heart rate was excellent through the whole thing. I had excellent care. The midwife and doctor were both very helpful and attentive to my needs. With their support, and with the wonderful and invaluable support of my husband, I was able to do the whole thing completely naturally and drug free. I would do it again even if I knew it would be as long, though I hope it's not! :o)

Okay, that's the end of the birth story stuff. Here are a few more pictures if you're interested:
Holding Daddy's finger:


Arthur cutting the cord:



You can't really tell from these pictures, but he was a very alert little guy. He studied everyone's faces. Right after he was born, I was sitting in the tub holding him, and Arthur said something. He immediately got alert and turned toward Arthur. The doctor and midwife had been talking, but he didn't pay any attention to them, so he clearly recognized his Daddy's voice. That was really neat.

These pictures are at home the next day (actually, I guess the first three are from the day after that):

In his co-sleeper, and holding that paci in:


Watching Daddy:


Reading a story:


Being held by his cousin:

At the birth center shortly before we left:

My mom took some good pictures too, and if she doesn't use all of them, I may post some of hers. :-) I have a lot more recent ones on my camera that I'll get to eventually, but I don't have tons of computer time right now. :o) Thanks for checking in on us!