My midwife took this photo shortly after we welcomed our fourth baby and first BOY (we didn’t know the gender before the birth) into our family. I hope to tell little Thomas’s birth story soon.
Beneath that cap, you’ll see, is a lot of dark hair. Both Rachel and Mary Elizabeth were also born with a thick head of black hair.
Thomas is a nursing champ. He also doesn’t seem to be bothered by the frequent smattering of kisses from three little mothers. Here’s a picture of the big sisters meeting their new brother for the very first time.
Mary Elizabeth (2) is obsessed with holding her little brother. She keeps referring to Thomas as her “little brother or sister.” We’ve told her she can start calling him just her little brother since we now know his gender.
When she gets excited, she has this habit of sticking her tongue out and wiggling it back and forth. She’s clearly very excited to hold her baby brother. We do have to teach her to not lick his face, however. (She gave him a quick lick just after I captured this photo.)
Thomas is my 90-year-old Nana’s first great grandson. She’s never had a chance to hold one of her great grandbabies when they were this fresh out of the oven. She visited us in the hospital just before we left Monday evening to go home.
I was so thankful we didn’t have to stay at the hospital more than 24 hours. Thomas arrived at 4:38 p.m. on Sunday, and we were back home Monday evening. The night we spent in the hospital I may have squeezed in about 45 minutes of shut eye. Despite having a completely uncomplicated labor and delivery that resulted in a healthy and pink baby (thanks be to God!), nurses continuously came to check my vitals and the baby’s vitals. When they weren’t doing that, I was nursing. It was a long night.
I’ve been so much more comfortable at home, and it’s a joy to watch our new family bond. The girls have had to learn to take turns when it comes to snuggling with their little brother.
And in breaking news: I haven’t gotten peed on yet! However, the other night when I was curled close to him, I felt a wet spot on the bed. I noticed his sleeper was wet near his back, too. When I went to change him, he was not wet anywhere else. How did he do that? How do little boys throw their pee around? This little man has a lot to teach me.
As always, thanks to Jen for hosting, and thank you for suffering through a new mom’s onslaught of baby photos. New moms are gluttons for sentimentality. I’m a new, tired but very happy mom, so get used to it.