12 April 2009

special moments

He's here, safe and sound, 12 days late and induced after an evening dash to the hospital to wait in the corridors after tornado warning sirens sounded. Mother is recovering, somewhat worse for wear but incredibly happy. Father seemed to be giving him his first jazz guitar finger exercises already.

It was a long three days. Nonna is heading for sleep now.

8lb 9oz, 21 and a half inches long, with long wavy light brown hair and his mother's nose. His name is Parker, named after the saxophonist Charlie Parker.

How can I catch that plane home on Thursday?
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1 comment:

Sarah said...

You can't!
You have to stay foreeeeever!

Hope you are resting back at the homestead.

I'm being woken here every five minutes by nurses.

I swear it's almost worse than the three days of contractions!!!

Neeeeed sleeeeep nooooow!