Okay, this is my favorite picture taken so far, but I couldn't post it last night. He's about an hour old. I was bouncing between Julie in the recovery room, the spot out by the elevators where I could make phone calls, and the nursery. I came in and it was the first time I'd seen him not crying. Just lying there, checking it alll out. It took several tries because he kept half-closing his little eyes, and on this one I caught him not only opening them but sliding them sideways. Genius!
Here he is meeting Mommy, at about five minutes old. He was pretty pissed off right then.
Here's one of the half-closed eye shots I was talking about. The bonus is he's gripping my finger. It was sooo hard not to just pick him up while he lay there under the heater.
First family portrait!
Zack and grandma. Julie's mom Marjorie was an essential part of the team yesterday. Not only could I leave Julie's room without leaving her alone, but she's also got thirty years of nursing experience. Rock.
Here he is in my lap last night, right before I parked him in his bassinet and posted the last batch of pictures. This was cool for me because I managed to jiggle him to sleep -- almost every time he's started fussing it's been because he wants more boob action, and I'm a little jealous since I got no boobs. He went down and stayed asleep for about three hours straight! He even went right back to sleep after the nurse came in and suctioned out some drool. Atta boy.
And this is him right now. After a fussy morning (you want Daddy to hold you? No, you want boobs), I went back to our house to get Marjorie, and meanwhile he managed some good burps and his first "real" poop. It was a two-diaper affair. Like I said...genius.
Once all that good stuff happened he sacked out hard. He's been asleep for the whole two hours since I got back. And I think his face looks more relaxed than it does when he was asleep in my lap. Already looking less like Winston Churchill. (I always say that all new babies look like Winston Churchill.)
In addition to the genius poop, he passed his hearing test and was tagged as "perfect" after his first pediatrician's exam. We are totally keeping this one.