Tuesday, June 10, 2008
Luke, I Am Your Father...
...And this is gonna hurt a bit.
My little boy, Luke, was born 11 days ago (May 31st) amidst much pomp and fanfare. Seriously, there were trumpets blaring and autograph seekers in the delivery room. Well, maybe not. I actually got a little light headed when he finally made his grand entrance, so excuse me if things seemed blurry while the room was spinning.
Dairn Luke Peters was born at 7:46am and weighed 8lb 11oz. Beth planned the delivery perfectly, even telling me 3 hours earlier how the day would go. She was bang on, and popped out another beautiful Peters kid. The FINAL one, she loudly and succinctly announced to me and everyone else in the room while in the throes of labour.
So, to recap, in the past 11 days Luke has:
- Learned to eat (a lot!)
- Slept (a lot - usually when we weren't)
- Charmed numerous aunties and other random females
- Pooped (leading to a smelly leakage all over my shirt)
- Eyed us suspiciously while holding him
- Fallen asleep in my arms a few times (*melt*)
- And somehow managed to pee straight up into the air and have it land all over his own face!
Which catches us up to today: D-Day. The "this-may-pinch-a-little" day. Following this morning's visit to the doctor, the poor little guy is already a little less of a man at 11 days old. And it's not just all pain for Lukie, nosirree. Did you know that circumcisions aren't covered under my extended health medical coverage?? That's $150 right out of my wallet! That hits a guy right in the... well, we'll just say "no pain, no gain".
What? Nooo, don't pity me at all. One day when Luke gets a paper route, he can pay me back interest free....
My little boy, Luke, was born 11 days ago (May 31st) amidst much pomp and fanfare. Seriously, there were trumpets blaring and autograph seekers in the delivery room. Well, maybe not. I actually got a little light headed when he finally made his grand entrance, so excuse me if things seemed blurry while the room was spinning.
Dairn Luke Peters was born at 7:46am and weighed 8lb 11oz. Beth planned the delivery perfectly, even telling me 3 hours earlier how the day would go. She was bang on, and popped out another beautiful Peters kid. The FINAL one, she loudly and succinctly announced to me and everyone else in the room while in the throes of labour.
So, to recap, in the past 11 days Luke has:
- Learned to eat (a lot!)
- Slept (a lot - usually when we weren't)
- Charmed numerous aunties and other random females
- Pooped (leading to a smelly leakage all over my shirt)
- Eyed us suspiciously while holding him
- Fallen asleep in my arms a few times (*melt*)
- And somehow managed to pee straight up into the air and have it land all over his own face!
Which catches us up to today: D-Day. The "this-may-pinch-a-little" day. Following this morning's visit to the doctor, the poor little guy is already a little less of a man at 11 days old. And it's not just all pain for Lukie, nosirree. Did you know that circumcisions aren't covered under my extended health medical coverage?? That's $150 right out of my wallet! That hits a guy right in the... well, we'll just say "no pain, no gain".
What? Nooo, don't pity me at all. One day when Luke gets a paper route, he can pay me back interest free....
# posted by Dairn @ 10:42 PM 
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wow - even Luke's bowel movements make me smile!... I guess I'm included in the "random females" category then eh? :P
At least your snipping won't cost you anything ... and in my case I got a $200 pair of shoes out of it. It's a funny story but much too long for this spot.
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