hellooooooo Austin
The little guy is here!
All weekend long I kept saying that she was getting close. Finally, Sunday night, the fun began about 9pm with contractions. We were at the hospital by 11pm (i think i actually sped trying to get to the hospital quickly enough). The little guy popped out at 3:43 am on the morning of Monday, October 30. When i saw the little guy, i was filled with an emotion that i have never felt before.. guess that is the feeling of being a proud father!
First night in the hospital was confusing. I was so scared, thinking.. "they are going to let me take care of a baby? what do i do with him..." By the end of the first day, I had so confidence that "hey, i can do this!"
We came home from the hospital Wednesday afternoon. Coming home was another confusing time. No nurse there to help you out when you need it.. the training wheels were starting to come off.
So baby boot camp has begun. Although i am exhausted, we were lucky in that the Kothari's have help out so much, including watching him throughout the night, letting us sleep in between feedings.
The little guy is so cute. I am not sold on who he favors just yet, although when he cries i think he looks like me. He has black hair (Shimul's genes) with a widows peek (my genes). He has long skinny toes and fingers (Shimul's genes), and very strong stomach and arms and legs (not our genes!). And best of all, he farts all the time (my genes!).
I am loving this. Even when he cries or poos or pees on me.. he is my boy! This is my boy!
I am so proud of Shimul. I do not see how a woman can physically have a child. The whole carrying a child and all the sacrifices that you must make then to the labor pains to the post delivery recovery.. so much. I owe you one.
Time for Austin's lunch, so laters (i will post up pictures soon, i promise!)
All weekend long I kept saying that she was getting close. Finally, Sunday night, the fun began about 9pm with contractions. We were at the hospital by 11pm (i think i actually sped trying to get to the hospital quickly enough). The little guy popped out at 3:43 am on the morning of Monday, October 30. When i saw the little guy, i was filled with an emotion that i have never felt before.. guess that is the feeling of being a proud father!
First night in the hospital was confusing. I was so scared, thinking.. "they are going to let me take care of a baby? what do i do with him..." By the end of the first day, I had so confidence that "hey, i can do this!"
We came home from the hospital Wednesday afternoon. Coming home was another confusing time. No nurse there to help you out when you need it.. the training wheels were starting to come off.
So baby boot camp has begun. Although i am exhausted, we were lucky in that the Kothari's have help out so much, including watching him throughout the night, letting us sleep in between feedings.
The little guy is so cute. I am not sold on who he favors just yet, although when he cries i think he looks like me. He has black hair (Shimul's genes) with a widows peek (my genes). He has long skinny toes and fingers (Shimul's genes), and very strong stomach and arms and legs (not our genes!). And best of all, he farts all the time (my genes!).
I am loving this. Even when he cries or poos or pees on me.. he is my boy! This is my boy!
I am so proud of Shimul. I do not see how a woman can physically have a child. The whole carrying a child and all the sacrifices that you must make then to the labor pains to the post delivery recovery.. so much. I owe you one.
Time for Austin's lunch, so laters (i will post up pictures soon, i promise!)

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