Declan was born on August 17! He was 7 lbs, 6 oz, 20.5" inches long with a head full of hair. He is beautiful and obviously the cutest baby I've ever seen (I'm admittedly biased). He is very healthy, breastfeeding like a champ, and growing by the day! I've never been so happy to be so sleep deprived. We had quite a journey getting him here, which involved a 2.5 day failed induction, 3 nights spent at the hospital before he was born, and far more IV's, drugs, and interventions than I ever wanted. I don't really want to bore you with my birth story - the important part is that he is here, he is healthy, and my blood pressure is now behaving normally as well.
|Declan (DEHK-lan): Irish origin, meaning "full of goodness"|
|1 day old|
|10 days old, perfecting his "Olan Mills portrait studio close-up" pose|
This blog was started to be about running, and obviously I'm doing none of that. In fact, I haven't even thought about exercising. Do I feel like a slug? Yes. But I know I'm not ready yet, and I'm absolutely not going to jump back into it anytime soon. I did get my BOB stroller, and I look forward to taking him out on walks soon, but I want to ease back into things. And honestly, I really want to enjoy this time while he's so small. He will only be a tiny baby for a very short amount of time, and I don't want to spend that time thinking about training or anything of that nature. I'm content to sit around a little longer and spend most of my time looking at his little face!