The Best Christmas Ever!

On December 25th, 2011 at 12:02 a.m., I became a daddy. We became a family. Jamie and I can not explain in words how great it is to finally receive our prayer request from God. We have waited for 4 long years to see the face of our child. I must say, it is the cutest face that I have ever seen.

The first 24 hours of Charlie's life have been exciting, exhausting, painful and sleepless. Daddy finally crashed after 26 straight hours without sleep. Mommy has been in pain due to intolerance to pain medication. Baby Charlie has had blood drawn twice and had his circumcission. Poor guy. :(

I have been busy taking care of Mommy and Baby. Mommy has not been mobile until this evening and baby has been filling his diaper fairly often. Charlie is the most mild mannered child I have ever met. He is going to be laid back like his daddy.

Parenthood is rough in the first 48 hours. I did not want to sleep because I wanted to stare at my baby and make sure that he was breathing. He has strong lungs, but I am still paranoid. I want to hold my child all of the time, but I have been good about letting him sleep in his bassinet. Every little hiccup, sneeze, sniffle and twitch prompts my immediate attention. I can tell by the sounds in his cry, if he is hungry, has a dirty diaper or if he is uncomfortable.

I have become a master swaddler, I have the feeding down to a science and I have discovered the best ways to console my son. Charlie loves skin to skin with momma. He could stay next to her all day. He looks up at her as to say, "Hi mommy, thank you for being so comfortable. I love you."

In his first 24 hours of life he made his t.v. debut. He was on the local news for being the first Christmas baby of the year in our local area. He is one spoiled child. Being the first child for us and the first grandchild for all of our parents makes him the absolute center of attention. He never has to ask to be held, fed or changed. It is always covered by one of the 485 people that have come to see him.

He is here, we are tired and this blog probably does not make much sense. I will write more about being a daddy later, but for now, I must sleep. Merry Christmas to all and to me goodnight.