Eva is one month old today! Wow, I’m still stuck with the impression that it’s only the end of August (and I’m typing with one hand…getting good at that). She’s sweet and adorable and keeps us on our toes. This Mamma/Daddy thing isn’t as cut and dry as I thought….but it’s totally worth it! I keep reminding myself that I’ll even miss these long nights….right? Here’s a shot of her taken yesterday while we visited with friends…
Can’t wait for many of you to meet her!
The first bath
Daddy love….
Yes, she now opens her eyes…
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VERY kissable!
Another bath….I think she had two that day…figurin’ out the diapers. Hope she keeps that red fuzz!
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Eva smiles
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Trying out the baby K’Tan. Love that thing!
A little fuzzy, but she smiled for Daddy :-)
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There is a photo of Mom holding me exactly like this…
Hope you enjoy! :-)
Here we go! A sweet baby daughter, a new semester and a new phase of life. I’m keeping my writing to a minimum as my brain is in foggy new mamma state…
We’ve been overwhelmed by so much support, prayer, encouragement and kindness! All of you have no idea what your reaching out has meant to us…even if it’s just been a quick “Congrats”. Thank you!!! Here are the pictures!
I woke up at around 5am with my first contractions. We learned a lot in birthing class which helped me manage the contractions in my back and the sciatica spasms when “Tiny” decided to dance…
Yes, we did paint our toes that morning. And I wanted to keep this day as fun as possible for as long as possible, so we went out to one of Sam and my favorite coffee spots in the city….
Ok, so that was fun….for the most part…in between the back pain and the sciatica….
Sam’s and my last dinner together…we left for the hospital shortly after this as my contractions were four minutes apart.
Eva never stopped moving during the entire labor. Though it did absolutely no good, I found myself begging her audibly for a break. And the above contraption was my IV friend for the beta strep antibiotic…a real drag to have to have four doses. Thankfully, they “unhooked” me in between.
After a very, very long evening, night and morning, “Tiny” arrived, though not so tiny, weighing in at around a pound more than the doctor estimated. Maybe it was all that greek yogurt? 
I never could have done it without Sam! He was an amazing coach!
The line up….
Some of the Millers were able to hop in the car that morning and made it in time to visit Eva in while we were still at the hospital…
Dad had quite the adventure driving down but made it that evening!
And our friend Noah drove over too….
Parting shots….courtesy of Uncle Joe :-)
Hope you all enjoy these! More to come….
Well, it took 28+ hours of back-breaking labor, but Chelsea did superbly and delivered our 7 pound 7 ounce 
Today (8/31/10) we brought our happy little girl home. Mother and baby are adjusting to their new way of life very well, and I have jumped back into my 13 credits of graduate coursework. (I write this with a homework still awaiting my attention.) 
We promise to post more pictures here in the near future, till then, we thank you for you support!
Sam
We were introduced to a new “sport” last Sunday. Slacklining. I’d never heard of such a thing until a couple of Sam’s lab partners invited us to join them at Lake Raleigh on Sunday afternoon.
This is Alex making it look easy.
So it’s easy, right? Not so much. The guys pulled a nylon strap, about 1 1/2 inches wide, as taught as they could between two posts. The contestants hop on, balancing themselves while trying to bounce or shake each other off. The trouble is, once you actually get both feet off the ground and onto that little bit of ribbon, your legs wobble and you shake uncontrollably. It really is amazing how it happens in spite of all your focused concentration, use of every conceivable balancing position, and a gritting of the teeth. Let’s throw in exclamations of disbelief, too…as though that really negates physics. 
Oh, and while you are expending all of your mental and core muscle energies just trying to stay on, your admiring compatriots are beaning you with hacky sacks.
I tried my feet at it a couple of times (the challenge is quite addicting), but Sam wasn’t so keen on the “two” of me possibly pitching to the ground. So instead I got a kick out of watching, snapping pictures, joining slyly in the “beaning”, and was burnt to a crisp.
A new attempt. And they decided to scrap this one.
Now we know what we’ll be setting up once we return to Virginia!
“You’re sure, right?”
Yes, the ultrasound nurse was absolutely sure and “hadn’t been wrong yet'”, though Tiny insisted on flipping, kicking and stretching for a while, keeping the nurse busy following those 11oz around trying to get a good look.
Sam’s and my inklings, Leah’s inklings, Susannah’s more-than-inklings, and many others’ inklings were all true! In less than four months we’ll be bringing home a little GIRL!!!! Yahoo! We’re thrilled to bits! So would you like to see her?
I confess I’ve never gone into raptures over friends’ ultrasound pictures. Is that bad? But I guess it’s the future mom in me that says, “Awwww”, and thinks Tiny is cute. :-)
Her little mouth is open….
This one is a bit difficult to make out, but can you see her little face? The forehead is dark, the nose is white and one eye is fairly well defined…for a fuzzy ultrasound picture at least.
At 20 weeks and 5 days, Tiny is asserting her little figure more and more and slimming down my wardrobe. Waistbands and I are rarely on speaking terms and maternity shirts are my new best friends.
Happy “Mamma”, and happy “Dad” who has regular chats with the bump. I have a feeling that Sam won’t have to wait for a boy….Tiny and he will be in cahoots together, blowing things up in the backyard…and very soon.
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