A few little tidbits of info for those interested, because man, there is just no time around here anymore! How do those of you with more than one do it?

I didn’t get to have a VBAC, but the recovery from this cesaerean has been much easier (not that it’s fun by any means), and I was able to learn more about why the first one had to happen with Sam. That has given me some unexpected closure and let me stop being so hard on myself. There really wasn’t anything I could have done differently that first time around that would have resulted in a vaginal birth, nor could I have changed anything this time. And I’m now ok with that.

Robert was born nearly a week early but weighed 8 lbs. 10 oz., 6 oz. more than Sam who was 4 days late. He is almost identical to how Sam looked when he was an infant.

My water broke in the baby pool at our apartment complex…while I was standing up so it’s not like it was hidden by the water of the pool or anything since the pool is like 2 feet deep…nice…

As I was walking through the gate at the pool, one of my old lady neighbors commented that I was “about to pop.” Wisdom, people. Wisdom.

And now let me just introduce Robert to ya’ll and I’ll try to be back again soon.

Labels: Birthdays, Pictures, The Little One