Eyes open and content to be. Gotta love it.
This is the blanket I knitted for him. I actually knitted it twice. The first go it was super wide and skinny. I would have rolled him up in it and it still wouldn’t have covered his toes. I think I had 180 stitches across and gave up trying to make it square, so bound it off and ended up with a shawl. But I wanted a blanket. That’s what I get for not using a pattern.
I began again, casting on about 80 stitches the second go ’round. I knitted the even rows and purled the odd until about 70 rows. Now it’s the perfect size and oh so soft.
On our way home from the hospital!
The kids really enjoy holding little Zed. They also enjoyed all the hospital snacks in the kitchen. Pudding, crackers, jello. Ezra had to have 2 or 3 little cups of frozen cranberry juice each time he came and India especially enjoyed the jello. Once Ezra even came and took a nap with me in my bed. He really wanted to stay the entire night, but thankfully that wasn’t allowed. I’m happy to say that the two nights at the hospital were not my last decent nights of sleep. While the baby does wake often, he typically goes right back to sleep. Except for last night. I was up for a couple of hours before dawn. This is only the beginning…
This year our Easter gift was a little 7 pound baby. The day before he was born my friend Heather, her kids and mine all had their Easter portraits taken. Easter Sunday was a bit crazy, but India and Ezra looked pretty much like this… Except Ezra’s hair was styled much better by Daddy.
The day these were taken, I could hardly move. India, since she was out of school, was doing all the fetching of snacks and water for Ez… oh, and switching of shows. Lots of TV was watched that day She’s such a good helper.
Zed started life at 7:27am looking very blue. We were a bit worried until the nurse said all Denver babies come out like grapes. She said it’s totally normal at this high altitude.
He was 7lbs. 9oz. and 20 inches long. A good sized kid, but our smallest. They say that babies in utero don’t get as big at high altitude as they do at sea level.
There he is. Zedekiah. Zed for short. His name the topic of many songs in our home.