Sean Riordan Casey (aka "Gus") arrived yesterday at 4:21 pm! He is 20 inches long, and weighed in at 8 pounds, 2 ounces. Not the 9 and a half pounder my doc told me to expect, but a nicely sized babe, if I do say so myself.
He didn't want to come out, and it took the combined efforts of 3 doctor/nurse peopleguys to get him out of there--feet first. It was seriously a strange experience to be able to hear the docs grunting with such exertion, trying to yank him out--Brendan said one of them was actually sweating! It was wild--and I'm definitely feeling the effects today. In addition to normal post-c-section issues, I feel a little bit like this guy. :o)
He is super cute and has lots of hair (for a baby related to me or Brendan or anyone in our families). Looks like a combo of Ryan and Morgan--definitely Ryan in the nose, and rather a Morgan-y chin. We've taken many pictures, but I doubt I can load them until we get home, but I will try to get one up very soon.
Sean spent his first day on Earth learning to nurse (he's quite excellent at it), snuggling up with Brendan and me, and being the center of attention for us and our many visitors. None admired him more than the Big Brother and Big Sister. They are so very excited, but are understandably fixated on when we are coming home. Evidently, they had a most excellent slumber party last night--I believe Nonnie and Auntie were just a leeetle bit tired today!
So we are all very happy and very, very tired! It's amazing that he's here--I've been thinking about what I might write in this post since we found out that I was pregnant. And now I've written it. For the third time, our lives will never be the same. In a wonderful sense, of course!
Thanks again for the happy thoughts. I'll keep you posted as I can!