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January 10: A Picture Diary

Dear Glob,

Better late then never, huh? With all the massive hysteria and hoopla now over, I can finally get back to much more important things... like informing the public (ok, fine - my small loyal readership of two) of exactly what happened on the night of January 10, 2007.

6:30am*: P.'s water breaks and its ON! Weird, but true story: P. told me that once her water broke, their loyal basset, Trout, poked his head in the room sensing something was up.

6:30-8:00am: The Roommates and I call everyone (and their moms) to spread the news.

10:00am: 3.5 hours later (!!!) P. and the Whale check into the hospital.

1:00pm: Mother skips out of work early and takes a bus home from the city. Father picks up a pizza and both head to the hospital. P. is still up and about, walking around despite her off the chart contractions.

3:00pm: I bust out of work and head straight to the scene for firsthand "BUN WATCH: 2007" coverage.

3:30pm: I get to see and talk to both P. and the Whale. P. tells me that contractions feel like diarrhea without the poo... Ew...

3:45pm: I'm kicked out of the maternity ward and sentenced to the waiting room.

4:00-4:30pm: BUN WATCH: 2007 participants arrive - Father, Tita O., Paulatina, Mojo and her fiancee, Don Don. We all buzz with excitement until we get...

BORED!!!

4:30pm: Let the waiting room games begin.

Its a BOY vs. Its a GIRL debate. Witty arguments included: "I'm wearing my Pink coat, so its a girl." "P.'s nose broadened. It has to a boy." "I want a girl, they're more fun to dress. Its a girl." "We could only find 'Its a boy' cigars. This is fate's way of saying its a boy."


4:45pm: What the heck is this in the "Its a boy" display case??








5:00pm: Keeping consistent with the baby theme, the waiting room was decorated with Anne Geddes pictures. Paulatina brilliantly came up with this reenactment using the waiting room tables.

5:02pm: We stifle our laughter and put everything back where it belongs before the security guard passes by. With the fear of getting kicked out of the hospital, Game(s) Over.

5:15pm: Mothers comes out from the Delivery Room with news that P.'s contractions are 1 minute apart and should give birth within the hour. We begin to place bets on when the Bun will come.

5:57pm: All of our time predictions expired. New bets are taken.

6:30pm: Still no word... we're getting testy.

6:37pm: With the unaware crowd waiting in the wings, Samuel James is born.

6:45pm: A happy Mother comes to tell us the news - Its a Boy! Huzzah! Its a texting/calling/crying frenzy!

7:20pm: In groups of 2, we take turns to see the new baby...

The new family!

7:45pm: Father and I leave to pick up Tonkatsu for the new hungry mother @ the BEST Japanese place in Rockland, Hinode. We order a large Sake while we're waiting and toast to Sam.

8:20pm: We conglomerate in P.'s room. Sam is in the nursery for standard baby tests. 10 fingers, check. 10 toes, check. The nurses have him hooked up to all these machines and wires, and underneath Sam's hat, there are flashing lights and gadgets checking his hearing and downloading music and battle techniques into his programming.

"I know Jujutsu."

8:45pm: We let P. and the Whale get some much needed rest. Before we leave the hospital we check out the other babies in the nursery. Weighing in at 8lbs. 12oz. Sam definitely could kick any of those other babies' asses!

9:15pm: We have a celebration dinner back at Hinode and call it one crazy night...

-fin-








*NOTE: Times are approximations.

Enter the Sam(man)

Dear Glob,

Phew, what a week… Not only did we welcome little Samuel into our crazy family, but I also accepted my first “real” job and have hardcore started to look for apartments in the city. Sheesh, so much to digest, yet I welcome all the “mo m e n t u m ! ! !” Bring it on, 2007!

Sam… Before he was born, Little Brother and I were talking about how weird it was that there was another member to our immediate family who we hadn’t met yet. We didn’t know it’s name. We didn’t know what it looked like. We didn’t know exactly when it would come. Heck, we even didn’t know if it was a boy a girl! Now that he’s here, its like we’re all in a daze, going through the motions of holding him, changing his diaper, talking to him in that silly “baby voice,” but it still hasn’t sunk in, at least for me. This little baby is the continuation and combination of the Whale’s and our family; our hope for the future. The feeling is too big for me to fully explain…

I distinctly remember watching P. head off for her first year at Cornell. It was a bittersweet moment, mixed with both sadness and complete awe. How cool she was, all grown-up and leaving to live on her own! “Wow,” I thought watching the car pull out of the driveway, “I’ll never be ready to leave for college…” Next thing you know, I am 5 years removed from my NYU days. P. is and always will be my eldest sister, but during this time the age difference had evened out. We were both at a stage where we had grown-up jobs in the city, and enjoyed doing grown-up things together. We would occasionally meet up for lunch in the park to talk about work issues or hang out at a bar with the Whale for pints of beer and curly fries. Most importantly, I didn’t feel like the annoying little sister always wanting to tag along with her cool older sister.

Now enter the Sam(man).

With the new addition, P. has now jumped up another level. And again I’m the little sister who doesn’t understand, getting in the way, and only allowed to touch the baby’s feet*. But unlike college, which was an eventual event in my life, a baby, for me, is not. How cool she was, all grown-up and having a baby of her own! “Wow,” I thought watching her hold Sam in her arms, “I’ll never be ready for a baby…” Oy vey, we’ll see…

*When my little brother was born, I was deemed to young and… er… unsanitary to hold the new baby, and was only allowed to touch his feet. If you sift through all of Little Brother’s baby pictures, P. or Mojo are usually holding him with me grasping one of his feet. Typical, eh?

Its a... BUN!

Dear Glob,

"Hi Sam, I'm Chewie"

Samuel James
Born January 10, 2007 @ 6:35pm
8lbs & 12oz (ok, so I lied on my txts)

Pics and Glob reactions to come soon!

BUN WATCH: 2007

Dear Glob,

P.'s water broke early this morning and Roommates are a buzz with excitement...

BUN WATCH: 2007

More Bun coverage to come soon...

LATEST NEWS (7:38am): P. and the Whale are headed to the hospital - the first contractions have begun!