This year’s Christmas was a little more special than usual, because I got to meet my first nephew. His name is Charlie (Charles), and he was born on the morning of the 28th, at a whopping 9 pounds, 11 ounces. (His older sister was 10 pounds, 13 ounces when she was born.) The plan was to have a natural childbirth this time around, but unfortunately, it didn’t work out that way. He was too big, and up until a few days before the surgery, he was butt down. It also turned out that he ended up having the cord wrapped around his neck twice, so it was probably for the best that the natural birth wasn’t ever attempted.
Both mom and baby are doing well, although he’s dealing with a bit of jaundice right now. But they're both home from the hospital, and now the fun times begin. :)
Welcome to the world, Charlie. I’ve already decided that I’m going to send you your birthday presents on your half-birthday, so they don’t get lost in the Christmas rush. That is, of course, if I get approval from your mom…who I would never dare oppose in matters such as this.