April 06, 2006

It is a bit intimidating

Here I sit. Quite tired, a beer filled glass at my feet, the baby monitors buzzing quietly behind me, my equally tired children sleeping upstairs, and a gigantic pile of clean newborn sized baby laundry that I washed in between assembling the cradle, going to the pharmacy, returning client phone calls and family phone calls, cleaning the new baby's room and sorting all his clothes, and visiting the wife and new child (who I still don't know what to call for my blog).

The Boy Child and Girl Child shared a picnic dinner on the floor of the Viking Bride's room tonight. They had McDonald Happy Meals, beloved of children everywhere, and the wife and I shared a celebratory meal that the hospital gives all new parents. Quite good actually (seriously), although if you give birth at Greenwich Hospital any of you out there, I urge you not to bother opening the bottle of NY State Champagne. Don't say I didn't warn you, ok?

Hopefully, the new guy will get released tomorrow from the NICU, where he has been kept as his blood sugar has not been stellar and he is still quite a tiny little fellow. I am optimistic that they will allow us to bring him home tomorrow. They kick the Viking Bride to the curb by 11:00.

Well, the mound of laundry ain't folding itself, so I must go.

Before I go, though, thank you all for this unexpected outpouring of support and happiness and good wishes and all the wonderful thoughts you all were sending our way. Even if it didn't influence the outcome (no way to know, of course but I figure it surely didn't hurt), it certainly touched my heart and I am terribly grateful. Thank you all so very much.

Posted by Random Penseur at April 6, 2006 08:24 PM | TrackBack

Do did you have to consult an engineer to get the cradle together?

I swear if I ever corner one of the engineers that designed the dreaded things I'll beat'em to within and inch of his miserable existence, repeatedly.

Posted by: phin at April 6, 2006 08:33 PM

how about...

the littlest ?

Posted by: sn at April 6, 2006 08:53 PM

Congratulations, mazel tov, and many happy thoughts!

So, how long did it take before someone joked about "zone defense" versus "man to man"? I swear I heard that so many times after our third child was born, I would never repeat it.

Love the bit about Happy Meals, as we also shared those in my wife's room with the birth of each successive child.

Best wishes and good luck, RP.

Posted by: JohnL at April 6, 2006 10:55 PM

How about WC - Wicked Cute?

It seems like I heard that somewhere before...

; )

Posted by: Christina at April 6, 2006 11:05 PM

Damn. Chrissy took my idea! WC. Of course, some folks might misinterpret those initials, in which case I can understand not wanting to use them.

So, once again, my comment is useless.

Sending "grow" vibes to your littlest. Babylove is almost 11 pounds now, so trust me when I say it will be *before you know it* that your wee bairn will be not so wee anymore. ;o)

Give my love and a hug for your missus. I've been where she's been and where she's going, too. Everything and everyone will be just fine. For sure.


Posted by: Margi at April 7, 2006 01:31 AM

L1? Little One?

Sending all the best!

Posted by: Mandalei at April 7, 2006 05:46 AM

BC2? 3C? hmmm... maybe no numbers eh?

What about YC? Youngest child?

Congrats again.

Posted by: Oorgo at April 7, 2006 10:22 AM

Congratulations to you and your family RP! I'm glad everything worked out for the best. I'm looking forward to stories about the new little one.

Posted by: jules at April 7, 2006 11:51 AM

How about Trey?

Posted by: Howard at April 7, 2006 02:37 PM

Congratulations. If the new one is intended to be the final child, how about The Completer?

Posted by: Mrs. Peperium at April 7, 2006 03:05 PM

How 'bout:

Child Three of Penseur's Offspring (C3PO).

Posted by: Tuning Spork at April 7, 2006 04:52 PM

Son Two? ST? S2?

I got nuthin'


Now get cracking on those diapers. As you say, they ain't gonna fold themselves. ;-P (Boy, I just dated myself! Everyone uses paper diapers these days, I'm sure. ;-))

Posted by: Amber at April 7, 2006 07:08 PM

Mazel Tov!!!!

Until 120 years all in good health of body, mind, heart and soul.

Oh......I can't wait to hear his name...I know it is after your grandfather....

Posted by: Rachel Ann at April 8, 2006 04:26 PM

LC for Latest Child? Leaves the door open, just in case. ;-)

Posted by: Jim at April 10, 2006 05:24 AM
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