(Continued from Part I, Part II, and Part III...)
...Minutes after Samuel was born my doctor came running into the room.
"Did I miss it???" she asked.
You missed it.
She turned and looked at him and said-- "Wow, that's a big baby! I was not expecting that!"
I don't think any one was-- except for mom. I kept telling everyone... this kiddo is going to be huge! And everyone was all-- oh, no he's not, you are not that big, he will be normal size, you are paranoid.
But Sam shocked them all weighing in at 9 lbs 2 oz. He was 19.5 inches long. A little loveable chunk of a baby boy!
But our chunky little boy did some DAMAGE on his way out... and so I spent the next hour being sewn back up-- the details of which I will spare you, but it was no fun. I promise. UGH.
The grandparents were
As soon as he was born, Z sent a text announcing his arrival, but it was almost 2 hours before the grandparents got to come back and meet them. They were giddy with excitement and devastated by the long wait. Then finally the moment they were waiting for...
Z showed up to announce the big news and take them back to meet Samuel. I am told they practically ran. I was holding the little man when they got there, and Zachary announced his name as they walked in. The grandparents squealed with delight to finally meet this tiny little guy, and learn his name.
He was perfect and beautiful and everyone was overjoyed to meet him... and take in every tiny detail of his brand-new-ness.
...and we even skyped with family who couldn't be there to meet him.
Our happy new family: