a brief introduction…

    July 28, 2015

    Oh hello, hello…

    Caught some energy and a few moments here, so I wanted to take advantage and semi-officially introduce Harry. If you’ve been following along, you know he arrived a little over a week ago, and I have to say, so far so good. He is the softest thing I’ve ever felt, he smells like Pure Michigan, and his full mop of hair is his claim to fame. He seriously arrived with Kenny’s identical cut.

    I’m calling this his semi-introduction, because his official debut needs to be the newborn photo shoot we had with Carrie Lynn Photography last week. The shots were so yummy that I was doing everything not to melt into a puddle of butter just sneaking peeks. I tried not to watch the whole thing because I wanted to be surprised, but from what I snuck, oh man. Feel free to send me the numerical count of how many wallet-sizes you’ll want.

    So here are a few things about the little guy:

    • full name, Harrison William
    • he’s pretty into eating, not super into diaper changes
    • his cheeks have doubled in size since birth, I often have to hold them up for him
    • his style muse is Justin Timberlake

    A few things I’ve learned:

    • babies come with a lot of math…I’m constantly counting hours, feedings, ounces, changes…
    • every day gets exponentially better than the last…it’s hard not to think night one is what the next one hundred will look like, but it ebbs and flows
    • there was one late night when he would only stop crying when the lights were on, so Kenny and I put pillow cases over our faces and held hands
    • newborn jammies make me so happy

    Now I guess I should address the surprise that was Harry. A lot of people know that I truly believed he was a she. Again, it didn’t seem to be wishful thinking, it truly “felt” that way. Even when pushing, I was talking to her to help her on her way…and then Kenny told me it was a boy. It was a little hard not to feel overwhelmed by that fact, but I think it had less to do with disappointment and more to do with guilt over what seemed like a lack of connection throughout the whole pregnancy. But when they put him in my arms as we were being transported to recovery, I totally had my moment with him and that felt awesome.

    So this is the way it goes, another good lesson in life that I cannot be in complete control. And when that kid looks me right in the eyes in the middle of the night, I cry (per usual) but for much much better reasons. Harry is seriously the man.

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