Henry Alexander Oberst
March 21, 2011
6 pounds, 12 ounces
20 inches long
Ignore our weirdo faces, my doc had literally just thrown a baby at me. Thankfully, the nurse (who was so awesome!) was totally with it and started snapping away while we're were making goofy mugs.
So new! I can't believe he crossed the one week mark yesterday. Sniffle.
K and H chillin' like villains. No, they're not villainous at all.
Stretching out before checking out of the hospital. Seriously, they just let you leave. Once I'd signed the forms, they could've cared less what we did with this kid. They didn't even make me leave in a wheelchair!
At home, hanging out with his best Boppy friend.
Morning snuggle time. With mittens. This kid is doing everything he can to poke out his own eyes. What's up with that?
So, yes, more later. I'm running on empty (they forget to mention that you, the mama, will feel like total poo (and not go poo) for sometime after birth, but no one cares, especially your kid) with about four hours of sleep under my belt out of the last 48. When we've better adjusted to our new normal, I hope to be back around here, but if you call me a mommyblogger, I will cut you. Just saying. I'm simply continuing to record and reveal fascinating snippets of my life and musings, they just now happen to include a baby.