Phew. Home Again. So Much To Say, So Little Time.

Home again, and everything is different now. After approximately 9 hours of increasingly painful (and unmedicated) labor, during which yours truly not only pretty much won the lifetime achievement gold medal in the suck-it-up olympics and was a frikking rockstar to boot, Isaac Theoden Archer is finally here. He's gorgeous and perfect and everything is going swimmingly so far. (Well, as swimmingly as this whole process can go, anyway.) The birth story is not quite finished being written in all its excruciating detail, but hopefully I will post that and a few more pix tomorrow. The next few weeks are all about being a milk cow and sleeping, so probably not much blogging. But we shall see. The urge still remains.

Here are a few fun pix, then I'm going to try to go take the first of my mini-naps that will be all I get for sleep in the next few weeks.

^ Eli meets his baby brother for the first time, and it's sweet as pie.

^Daddy and baby. Awwww.

^The laughing king himself, all dressed up and ready to leave the hospital, earlier today.