Sunday, February 22, 2009
Baby Porter - Loads of Pics
I have to tell you that I can already tell that this is a special kid that will bring balance to the force [in our house]. He seems to be a mix between Noah and Hyrum. Nobody can say who he looks like more. I think he has Hyrum's head, Noah's eyes, Hyrum's mouth, Noah's Nose, and Noah's chin. His ears are still too weird to compare.
His personality is very different from what we already have in our home. He's very quiet and pensive. When attacked, he responds with curious looks instead of squeels and screams. I went to all three circumcisions, and this one was the most unique. He cried a little at first when they strapped him down, but after they gave Porter his binkie, he quieted right down. Then, when they administered the shot of local anestetic, I was very surprised to see that he did not cry. The nurses were taken aback, as well. They both commented on what a good baby Porter is. He held still and quiet while they completed the circumcision. What a different experience. Hyrum was trying to punch and kick the Doctor (even at that tender young age, Hyrum was a fireball). Noah cried almost unconsolably afterwards for quite a long time. But not Porter; he just sat there and waited for them to finish. Then, all the other shots and pokes and tests were exactly the same - Porter just held still and winced a little, but didn't cry or fight it. For me, it was very weird. At home, it has been the same thing - he is just so different from the other two that it kind of weirds me out. It is so fun to have so many personalities in the home.
Kristi is doing fine. The delivery went great. We got to the hospital about 8:30 AM, and Kristi was able to get an epideral going before things were too intense. She was literally talking about American Idol and Survivor between pushes. Her contractions don't ever get very close. The doctor made the comment "one more good push, Kristi! Then, we'll have to wait fifteen minutes for your next contraction..." I laughed.
Anyway - 8lbs 4 oz... big kid. Kristi's recovering just great. I'm so proud of her. My boys are doing VERY well adapting to Porter in the house. They have been very good for me since I have usurped the daytime reign of the castle. Soon, I will turn things back over to their rightful heir... Sorry, Noah and I just finished watching Prince Caspian.
Now for the pics:
Kathi thought that this was the most important picture - the shot of the toenails that I painted the night before. No, I have never painted toenails before.
Apparently, it's very important to look pretty when you are about to deliver a baby. Kathi was very concerned abot Kristi's toenails and hair.
Me, on the other hand - calm as a summer's breeze [surrounded by purses and pink puffy coats]...
Me practicing catching the baby.
Kristi laughing at her idiot husband [and her stupid hair-do that Kathi did]. hahaha
Then, after conversations of who should be kicked off of Idol and Survivor, he was here! Boom!
Now, I didn't take these gross pictures - I was up by Kristi's head - you can thank Kathi for the in-your-face camera shots.
The monster! Look at the fat rolls and the feet!
After I did the unmentionable disconnect job, they plopped him on top of Kristi. And, for the first time of three, she was happy and able to hold the newborn.
He is so chill.
Look at that belly!
Our latest family picture! Shasta could have told me that I didn't have to tilt my head in [I thought the shot was a little tighter]. Oh, and I gave the boys some haircuts today because those fros are gettin' CU-RAZY!
Posted by Jer at 4:45 PM