As you might imagine, I’m usually behind the camera. Which means that pictures of me with my kids aren’t always plentiful. Kevin tries, but he really just doesn’t have enough interest in photography to learn to use the “good” camera. With Logan’s arrival, I really wanted to try to get some special pictures of us together while he’s still a newborn. My friend Corine at Studio Tran (fabulous wedding photographers… check them out!) agreed to come out and take some pictures for me. She did a great job – just take a look!
Archive for June, 2008
Wondering where the Logan pictures have been? My friend Lyndsay at Life in Motion Photography, who has her own new baby boy, gave me some great advice. She told me to spend the first couple weeks of Logan’s life just shooting as many pictures as I could – while he’s sleepy, squishy, and super small – and to worry about processing them later. And that’s exactly what I’ve been doing. Over the past 2.5 weeks Logan has literally had his picture taken thousands of times. Little man is going to think he’s a celebrity child! Now I’m finally sitting down to process some of my favorites from all of those images. These pictures are Logan at 5 days old. (I’m on a b&w kick as you’ll see below.)
Since most of my family won’t actually get to meet Logan until his christening in July, here are a few tidbits to help you get to know him:
- Logan is a man of mystery. First, because he’s a newborn so we’re waiting to see how his personality emerges. Will he be impish and full of energy like his brother? Or more low-key? Time will tell! But also because we can’t figure out who the heck he looks like.
- Rosy, rosy skin. Logan has the rosiest skin you can imagine. And when he gets upset, he turns fire engine red. We think he’ll ultimately have Kevin more olive-ish complexion. In the meantime, Kevin has started calling him Tomato. Nice, huh?
- Dark, fuzzy hair. Logan has the softest, silkiest dark brown, fuzzy hair. I just love stroking the top of his head.
- Light blue/gray eyes. Surprisingly, even with the darker skin and dark hair, Logan’s eyes are a light blue/gray for the moment. It will be interesting to see if they stay light or turn dark…
- Chicken legs (and arms). Despite the fact that everyone keeps telling us that he’s a big baby (is 8 lbs really that big???), Logan has the skinniest, scrawniest arms and legs. So where did all the pounds go? Well that brings me to my next point…
- Chins and more chins. Logan doesn’t have just one chin. He has at least two and maybe even three. Yup, I think most of those 8 pounds went into his pudgy little neck!
- Here piggy, piggy, piggy! Logan’s second nickname is Piglet. Not only because he eats and eats and eats. But also because he’s one of those noisy, grunty, snorty babies.
- Teeny, tiny perfect little ears. His ears are so small, pink, and fuzzy. And they lie so tight and flat against his head. I think I’m so intrigued by them because Dylan’s ears always stuck out. (Not that they weren’t cute too of course!)
- Angelina lips. Or really, lip. Logan has the fullest bottom lip… perfect for pouting.
- Sleep smiles. Logan could win an academy award for the breadth of expressions that flit across his face. Cross one moment. Pouty the next. But my favorites are those sweet sleep smiles. Yes, I know that they’re not “real” smiles, but if you saw one of these big grins spread across his face you wouldn’t care if they’re real or not either. Too, too cute.
So that’s my introduction to Logan. I promise, more photos will be coming soon!
For anyone interested in the details…
I went in Tuesday morning, 5/27, at 6 a.m. for an induction at 39 weeks and 5 days. The nurse got me set up in my room. I was about 2 cm and 70% – pretty much the same as the week before. At 7 a.m. they broke my water and started the pitocin. By 8 a.m. I was really feeling the contractions. By 9 a.m. they were very painful and I asked for my epidural. They checked me and I had only progressed to 3 cm. I was so surprised and disappointed! All that labor and not much progress at all.
They had to call my dr. to get permission to do the epidural since I wasn’t even 4 cm yet. Luckily he agreed, but by the time they got his permission, got the paperwork done, and got the anesthiologist there, it was 10 a.m. My contractions were very hard and painful at this point and getting pretty close together. I got the epidural and what a world of difference! I could finally relax and rest a little. They checked me right after the epidural and I was 5 cm already. Woohoo! Finally some progress.
The nurse came back to check in with me around 11 a.m. and told me to call her if I started to feel any pressure. I actually had been feeling a little pressure, but not a lot so I didn’t say anything. (Yes, I’m dumb.) But 15 minutes later I was starting to feel A LOT of pressure so I made Kevin run out in the hall and get her. She checked me and I was 10 cm! She had me do a couple test pushes and was immediately like, “Okay, stop that. No pushing. That baby is ready to come out.” Yay!
We had to wait almost an hour for the dr to get there (thank god for the epidural or I’d have been climbing the walls!) but once he arrived, I pushed 3 or 4 times and that was it – Logan was here. The whole thing was SO different from my delivery with Dylan – much faster, but much harder and more intense. But I was happy that he arrived so quickly and relatively easily – the nurses all said he looked like a c-section baby. He had a perfectly round little head and he didn’t have that beat-up Rocky Balboa look that so many babies have after fighting their way out into the world.
And because this is a photo blog, here are a couple quick snapshots from right after the delivery.