We are home...

We are happy, we are resting, we are (well, Jon is) enjoying milk.

Thanks so much to everyone who posted, emailed and YMed such sweet wishes - I had my bberry with me, as all of you can probably guess, and those messages were so sweet to read in the wee, wake-filled hours of the morning.

I need to go eat, so I can nourish the little guy, but for those who are not squeemish, ( here's a short version of the birth story )

Amazing facts:

Harrison and Jonathon were both born on Monday mornings after Sunday night
checkins and about 14 hours of labour.

My ex roommate Stacey and her husband had a baby girl - Emily - a few hours before Jon was born. We are thrilled and expect Jon and Emily's wedding should take place right after they graduate from Penn in 2025.

I didn't get to switch on the "delivery" playlist on the MP3 player as we sorta ran our of time (see behind cut for explanation) so when he was born, the song on the player was the Finn Bros Paradise (Wherever You Are) and when they put him on my chest about a minute later, the song that started playing was the Ewan MacGregor version of Your Song. And yes, I sang it to him - and have, a dozen times since.

He's lifting his head a bit already, and knows his mama by sight and sound.

Harry is beyong thrilled with his baby brother, and all he wants to do is kiss him and show him toys and say that he can play with them later.

I'm in heaven...