Baby Jeffrey
It's growing harder by the second to keep this site up. My job is literally draining away all of my free time.
But, it's important for me to announce the birth of Mira and Dave's son, Jeffrey!
Jeffrey came into this world on Sunday, around 6:30 am, seven weeks early. Thankfully, he's doing great for a baby his "age," and Mira seems to have bounced back quickly from her speedy and epidural free (not by choice) labor. I could hardly believe the voicemail I received Sunday morning, Mira breathless, exhausted and out of it, murmuring, "I had the baaaaaby..."
I was surprised at how emotional I was when I heard the news. I think it was largely because I'm too familiar with emergency unplanned health-related situations that bring with them uncertainty. But I also think it was because I wasn't ready to think of one of my oldest and dearest friends as a mom. Yes, I saw her often, as her stomach grew out in front of her. I saw her waddling around and walking even more slowly than usual on the sidewalk. But it's one thing to see your friend carrying a baby in pregnancy and another to think about how she's crossed this huge, important life barrier -- childbirth -- something that seems so indescribable and intangible to me, even though she explained it as best she could. I feel both ethereal about it (What does it feel like to be a mother?) as well as snickeringly childish (Dude, a human being passed through your how-do-you-do!!! OMG!!).
Mira and Dave haven't been able to take photos of Jeffrey or hold him yet, but he's already off of his respirator and seems to be making leaps and bounds. I hope to visit the new family after I get back from Orlando on Monday. Yes, you heard me right.
That's for my next post.
But, it's important for me to announce the birth of Mira and Dave's son, Jeffrey!
Jeffrey came into this world on Sunday, around 6:30 am, seven weeks early. Thankfully, he's doing great for a baby his "age," and Mira seems to have bounced back quickly from her speedy and epidural free (not by choice) labor. I could hardly believe the voicemail I received Sunday morning, Mira breathless, exhausted and out of it, murmuring, "I had the baaaaaby..."
I was surprised at how emotional I was when I heard the news. I think it was largely because I'm too familiar with emergency unplanned health-related situations that bring with them uncertainty. But I also think it was because I wasn't ready to think of one of my oldest and dearest friends as a mom. Yes, I saw her often, as her stomach grew out in front of her. I saw her waddling around and walking even more slowly than usual on the sidewalk. But it's one thing to see your friend carrying a baby in pregnancy and another to think about how she's crossed this huge, important life barrier -- childbirth -- something that seems so indescribable and intangible to me, even though she explained it as best she could. I feel both ethereal about it (What does it feel like to be a mother?) as well as snickeringly childish (Dude, a human being passed through your how-do-you-do!!! OMG!!).
Mira and Dave haven't been able to take photos of Jeffrey or hold him yet, but he's already off of his respirator and seems to be making leaps and bounds. I hope to visit the new family after I get back from Orlando on Monday. Yes, you heard me right.
That's for my next post.
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posted by Lesterhead @ 6/17/2008 09:25:00 PM
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