We have baby!

P-sis gave birth this morning to a baby boy (in accordance with the prophecy...). This was apparently only about an hour or so ago so we don't know too much by way of details. But she was able to do it at home like she wanted to.

Don't know yet when I'll be able to meet the little fellow (stupid limited vacation days), but at least he's here safe and sound.

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Haven't met the kid yet. My folks are over there now, lucky bastards. I'd really like to meet the kid today because I've never actually met someone who's under a day old before. That I know of. Granted for all I know some babies lie about their age so that they can sneak into baby bars. I'm not up on the culture, it's not for me to say.

I asked the folks to ask if Older Brother and P-sis would be up for visitors after work. My feeling is they'd be way too tired, and if that's the case then fine. But if they're up for it I'm definitely going. I can at least bring over the hat that I knit (sweater? sooooo not done yet). And if they're not up for it, no big whoop, I'll just go to belly dance like originally planned.

Still don't know the kid's name yet. In my head I'm calling him teeny tiny super guy.

Otherwise things here are fairly calm. I made pickles last night. Haven't had a chance to eat them yet, so don't know how they turned out. I used this recipe last year, though, so I know it's fairly solid.

Beyond that I got nothing.

ETA: Oh yeah, this brings the count up to 2 nephews, 3 nieces. I could make my own tiny basketball team!

He's got a name!

Spamming, I know ;)

But teeny tiny super guy has a name! Aiden Joseph. He was born 7 pounds, 6 oz.

Also so far it looks like tonight I'll be heading over there, if for no other reason than Older Brother and P-sis need food. Mom says she's going to try to make something, and depending on tonight's schedule I may throw together a quick something as well.

Whee!

Yay!

I get to meet teeny tiny super guy after work! Yay!

Older Brother sounded tired on the phone, so I'm just going to book out of work, stop by Mom and Dad's to pick up the care package, then head over to OB and P-sis for a very quick visit. Then I'll probably spend the rest of tonight cooking, because I'm half Italian and this is how my people deal with these situations. England has tea, we have stuffing you until you die. And even after we'll make sure you have an extra serving. 8)

Baby! Food! (Two separate things, I promise)

I met teeny tiny super guy! He's teeny! He's tiny! He's super! He's - you get the idea.

Very small child. Little did I know the pictures Older Brother sent via email earlier today were actual size. But I got to say hello to him just as he was turning 12 hours old, and snuggled and hugged him as he lay there and blinked and explored the "hand" concept, and made little "Mmh" noises.

P-sis was resting, so OB, Dad, TTSG, and I sat around for about an hour and chatted. I got the 411 on how the birth went and will spare you the details as you've already been spoiled for the ending.

Back home I then immediately set about getting some cooking done. Currently there's baked ziti in the oven and a quiche in the toaster oven. I figure this way OB and P-sis can have good stuff to eat both early and late in the day.

I have to admit I adore doing cooking for stuff like this. When I moved back east part of what I wanted to do is be a part of family events like this. Not just the obvious holiday stuff, which I enjoy too, but the more day to day stuff where you do last-minute babysitting and nipping over with some covered dishes to help lend a hand.

Oh - slightly random question based on the midwives that OB and P-sis used: what do Orthodox Jewish women do if they're giving birth during Sabbath? Is that considered a situation where it's okay to break the Sabbath rules, or do they have special setups?

Just idle curiosity on my part. The midwives were both Orthodox, hence me wondering. =)