‘Cause this morning I had a baby.
We can’t believe we have not only 5 children but 4 boys. It’s going to take a little while for it to sink in, I think.
I went to bed at midnight, woke up at two, and by the time I got up to the bathroom and back to bed, was having significant contractions. They pretty much went from 0-60 without any let-up and he was here, sunny side up at 5:25 am. I accidentally hit a midwife, kicked a midwife, bit my husband and threw up on myself. And yet they still say I was awesome.
I mean, where else can you get that kind of false praise?
What you really want to know:
9 lbs. 11 oz. (I was expecting 9 lbs but I still can’t believe he is so big.)
21 inches long
Lots of straight dark hair (I’m curious to see if he keeps it.)
Ethan Liddell D.
We’ve had Ethan on our “name list” for at least 9 or 10 years. We tend to shy away from “top ten” names but we’ve liked it for so long and it goes with the rest of the kids names so well, we just went with it. We always give our boys one Biblical name and one “namesake” name. So, he was also named after the Olympic athlete and missionary to China, Eric Liddell.
He looks a lot like the other boys when they were babies.
She wasn’t sure in the beginning what she thought of him. Tonight she brought him all her babies.
We haven’t gotten any family shots but I think we’ll try that tomorrow, after a bath.
At one point this morning, J looked at me and said, “Mom. You’re not pregnant anymore.”
“I know.” I said. “Isn’t it wonderful?”