Charles Xavier Brohinsky, to be exact. He was born on March 24th, 2012, at 4:30. He was 9 pounds and 2 ounces, and 21.5 inches long. He is absolutely gorgeous and from day one has had bright, alert eyes (when he manages to stay awake, lol).
I've also been helping my sister-in-law through her last few weeks of pregnancy, which resulted in this guy:
Dade Robert is Xavier's closest cousin. They also have a friend who was born a few months before Xavier. This is a recipe for disaster! These babies are all amazingly perfect, and when I hold each one of them I can't help but feel an overwhelming sense of awe. The Creator certainly knew what he was doing when he came up with babies.
**BIRTHING DETAILS AHEAD: CONTINUE AT OWN RISK**
Xavier's birth was nothing like either of us expected. I had, of course, been hoping for the birth to happen on time or early, but it being my first child, many were telling me to expect him to be born late. Well, two days before X's due date, I woke up and started to feel light contractions. They seemed to be pretty frequent, so for the heck of it, around 10:00, I started to time them. Sure enough, they were 5 minutes apart and we were off to the hospital. I was amazed at how calm I was. I even told Jesse to slow down in the car because he was going too fast! We got to the hospital and they put me in the really nice, big birthing suite where all the important babies are born (such as doctors' babies... and Xavier). I got settled in, the checked me, and said, "Yep, you're stayin'!"
They broke my water, and I told them I didn't want any pain medications. By the way... water breaking feels so weeeeeeird. It's like the longest pee I've ever taken. Anyway. That certainly sped things up, and once the contractions got harder I was very thankful to have my mother-in-law there to help and my husband there to hold my hand or let me wrap my arms around him. I hated the strap they had around my belly to monitor the baby's heart rate. I hated the strap around my arm that periodically measured my blood pressure. Other than that, I was OK at coping with the contractions. Near the end, it was so intense I found myself growling. I told the doctor that I had to push, and she confirmed that it was time. I think no more than three pushes and Xavier was out! There is no way to explain how it feels to actually push out a baby. It's... a unique experience.
But when they put Xavier on my chest right after he was born... Oh, wow. Wowowowowow... Love has never come so quickly in the history of man. I don't care what anyone says. I knew immediately he was mine, but at the same time, I couldn't help but feel like he was a complete stranger. I examined him everywhere. His toes, his fingers, his legs, his nose, his lips... and his eyes. His gorgeous, lovely eyes that looked around at the world with wonder. I wanted to know more about this little person. Teach him about the world. All at once, I sighed and laid my head on my pillow. Jesse held him and went through the same process. All was right in the universe.
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