I thought I'd make a post about our new babe. He is nine weeks old today.
An easy and uneventful pregnancy.
Fearghus Sterling Dra was born on February 8th, at 9:20am, in my bathroom. His birth was unassisted by any medical professional. In fact, Papa was at hot yoga that morning and missed the whole show. My good friend Lindsay was the only person present, staying with Kiddo (asleep in the bedroom). Labour was just over two hours; Fearghus was born into my own hands.
Just thirty minutes old. First nurse.
Empowering.
He is a very different baby from his big brother. He seems to be more sensitive to changes in his environment, and tends to be a bit melancholy. He doesn't sleep nearly as much. Even though I knew I would have different children, I think subconsciously I expected them to be the same.
When he is awake, he is very alert and curious. Chatty and excitable.
He's been struggling with systemic yeast and has been appropriately fussy. He would qualify as "colicky", according to the AAP criteria. It's tough to have a baby who always seems unhappy.
I'll post a birth story as soon as I get around to writing one.
Welcome, little Spaceman.
