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12-11-10, welcome little Stephen!

He is beautiful! The birth went great, and Rob was there! Rob flew in from Minneapolis (just missing the Big storm by a day that delayed flights and left a huge hole in the roof of the Metrodome) late Friday night, and Saturday afternoon, our baby was born. My labor was only 1.5 hours, and I actually went to the hospital not because I was in labor, but because I caught my son's stomache bug and couldn't keep anything down.

Although delirious from fatigue, I just wanted to write a few thoughts.

How can I love a little being so much who can't even make eye contact with me yet? Sappy, but true.

Yesterday he started waking up and spending time looking around. The first several days, it is just eat, sleep, or cry, but last evening he started spending a half an hour here and there looking up at the world. It is amazing. Everything is new. Lights, faces, feelings, touch. Yet when I talk to him, he responds just a little... perhaps that is one thing that he remembers.

And I forgot what it actually means when you say that babies have their days and nights mixed up. How can he sleep so much during the day, and then be up so much at night! Rob's been sleeping in the living room so he can get up with the kids and get them ready for school. We figured at least one of us can get some sleep. But after having a small meltdown at dinner, I am realizing that someone needs to be me tonight. :) Thankfully I have a good husband who wants to help.