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Ruby cut my head off... |
On January 26, ELEVEN days after my due date (yes, that's right, even later than the first two) I decided to have a castor oil milkshake for breakfast. It was actually delicious - I'd be happy to share the recipe.
I laid down for a nap with Gus just after 1pm, and about two hours later (I'll spare the intense details on this public forum - but I'm happy to share, let me know)...VOILA!!
Arlo Peter
Weeman!!
January 26 3:26 pm9 lbs 14 oz 21 in
His bag of water started to come out first, which made for an interesting picture to say the least. (Again, I'd be happy to share - if you think you can handle it.)
And he is absolutely perfect in every way. Gus was there for most of the birth and was fascinated. Ruby chose to hang out with Ben, Angie, Grandpa, Milo and Ellie out in the yard and wait for updates. She's only interested in the baby part of the process - fair enough!
Proud papa weighing our catch with our wonderful midwife,

These are first-day photos,




Mondays and Fridays are now 'brother days'. So fun.
Gus is really enjoying is dual roles now. He is even more amazing than I thought he would be at being a big brother and he is SO taken with Arlo. Yet, he still LOVES being able to turn around and pull little brother crap with Ruby. win win!

Ten days has gone too quickly. Armed with the knowledge of how ridiculously fast this all goes, Joel and I are doing our best to drink up EVERY SECOND of this experience. And Arlo is making it extremely enjoyable. He enjoys nursing, sleeping, nursing, walks on the beach, nursing, brother and sister, and pooping. What a life.


For those of you out there like me, please pardon all of the grammatical errors here. I have to be quick. And I'm currently only working with a small fragment of my brain . La la babyland. Sigh.
Thanks for reading - we'll be back!!
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