Thursday, September 17, 2015

It’s a boy!

This morning Cynthia gave birth to a handsome baby boy. She began with contractions around 2am which really got going by 3am. By 3.30 the kids decided to shift downstairs to the office as they didn’t want to hear mum in pain and Cynthia moved into our upstairs living area. We were grateful to have Lauren staying with us (as planned) who was our nurse. I don’t think many births are easy and this one certainly wasn’t but Cynthia did very well with no pain killers.  The bub eased out at 4.51am with no tearing or other dramas, thanks so much to God.  The placenta took some time to come but Lauren really helped with that and there was very little blood loss. The lad weighed in at 3.67kg which is somewhere around 8 pounds. 


The bub born today in mum’s arms – Cynthia glowing as usual

I think that’s covered most of the important bits for the women readers amongst us.  He’s sort of long, a bit squished with a reddish tinge and a bit of fluff on top for hair.  He doesn’t cry much yet and seems fairly happy with himself and the world around him – I hope he likes it.


just the most adorable baby ever … sort of

Serenity is not sure about all the fuss and why you’d want to have another pooey responsibility.  Israel has been very excited and very glad to have a baby brother.  Xakira is happy but still a little unsure what its all about.  Cynthia is very relieved and I am happy that the bub is out because Cynthia was struggling to waddle around.  He’s pretty sweet.

“Know that the Lord, He is God!  It is He who made us, and we are his; we are his people, and the sheep of his pasture.”

Ps 100:3


Quality father and son time - doing what guys do best

As usual we have no name yet but the pressure is on.  He needs to be named, then Timorese birth certificate, naturalised as Australian and then a passport before he can see family in Oz (hopefully in November).

Naming a person is a very awkward responsibility.  It seems like you make a random stab at something that takes your fancy which impacts a person for the rest of their lives.  I’ve got an inkling for “Krispin” which is a valid Timorese name – known to be a Christian martyr around 300AD.  More temperate minds will most likely prevail but I thought its ultimate destiny as “Krispy” would be really cool.