Most people who follow this blog probably already know by now that Fig has arrived. Fig was born on August 12th at 1:19 in the morning, weighing 6 pounds, 12 ounces and measuring 19.5 inches long. We named him William Miles Raguet-Schofield. He came 9 days early and 2 days before my 30th birthday. He is wonderfully healthy and happy; he loves to eat and sometimes likes to sleep, but usually not at nighttime.
Someday I will write the whole story of his birth, which ended up involving a lot more drama than I’d hoped. Giving birth was absolutely nothing like running a marathon. It wasn’t even like running a hundred marathons back to back. Writing the story may take me a while; I don’t really have the time to get anything done these days. I’m not even finished with the thank-you notes from our last baby shower.
Rob has posted a lot of pictures on his blog and flickr account; here are a few of my favorite ones.
Thanks for reading.
5 comments:
Aw, he don't know a curse word from Shinola.
Grandma's little angel!
Love you Will...
Can't wait to meet Will!!
you will sleep again...one day! :) Sing lots of songs at night and remember there's really nothing else as important you should be thinking about right now.
Congrats Melissa and Rob! He is precious.
Job well done! He's beautiful!
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