Just moments after delivery, our midwife took this picture of Mike and baby Roo outside the operating room. (I was still getting stitched up at this point.)
Mike and Baby Roo bonding.
Twice now, Mike has held our baby boy before me! He's insanely close with Merrit (Merrit worships the ground Mike walks on!) and I'm sure that it'll be the same way with Oliver. Mike is SUCH a great dad!
Maureen, our midwife, helps Baby Roo latch on for his first nursing session while Mike looks on. I've only been out of the O.R. for about 15 minutes at this point and am still numb from the waist down. Ollie took right to it, and nursed for almost 45 minutes.
We're in our room now, and Ollie hasn't left my side. I am tired and puffy, but happy!!
At about six hours old, baby Roo sleeps soundly in the little isolette by my bedside. What a wonderful experience to "room in" with him, to have him right there. I had an irrational fear (well maybe it wasn't THAT irrational, given our experience with Merrrit) that they would take him away for some reason. But here he is, right next to me. What joy.
Six hours old, closeup.
He's got his eyes open; this is quiet alert time.
It's amazing to me that he's so alert! I guess because Merrit didn't open his eyes until he was 9 or 10 days old (because he was sedated), I am surprised somewhat to see this little guy curiously looking around. He seems to be taking it all in. Imagine...to go from the womb to a furnished hospital room...how bizarre! And, of course, he is looking at Daddy and me, too.
Getting out of our room for a short walk (or roll, really!) around the fifth floor.
Me, talking on the phone to my best friend, Bethany.
The morning of November 11. Ollie sleeps in bed next to me. I'm wearing my Mother's Day necklace (a heart-shaped ruby) that Mike gave me a few years back.
Sometime during the day of the 11th--not sure when, it's all somewhat of a blur--we had visitors. Nanny and Papa, Cousin Page and her fiance Andrew, and our friends Darlene and Doug Oglesby.
The whole gang...
Page and Nanny with Roo.
Andrew gets in on the action.
Here's big brother Merrit with Baby Roo and Nanny.
Doug and Darlene coo over our new arrival.
He's two days old now, and Ollie and Dad spend some time getting to know each other.
"Lemme take a look at ya, kid."
Dad changing a diaper...
...And marveling at those BIG feet! When the nurse stamped his footprints on the keepsake birth certificate, his footprints almost didn't fit inside the little boxed-in area!!
Ollie is two-and-a-half days old in this picture. He had just finished nursing when Daddy captured this picture. Snoozing so hard, his mouth flopped open. He is so warm and snuggly...and his soft little head smells so sweet! He is just adorable!
Another picture, taken on the morning of Day Four.
"Haynes, B/B." That's what the card reads. Baby Boy Haynes. Aahh, that has a nice ring to it...
Four days old, and we're all ready to go home! Just waiting for our discharge paperwork to be completed (which takes WAAAY longer than it should) so we can abscond with our bundle of joy!!
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