My brother Jamie and his wife Leah had a healthy baby boy, born last night at 10:38: 7 lbs, 21 inches long.
He was a few days late, so we all thought he would be bigger than he was. I must really grow large babies, because Harry was 7 lbs. 1 oz. and was only 36 weeks, and a twin! Holy schnikeys! I guess every kid, every pregnancy is different. You never know.
Leah is doing great and I think that Jamie doesn't haven't a clue that he really is a father. He is a bit bewildered, as it just has not sunk in yet.
I took Eli with me to the hospital to see my new nephew. I don't think it has sunk in yet for me either, that in another month I am going to have one of these for myself. Whoa! With that said, I made the mistake of posting his picture on Instagram, and not clarifying that it was my brother's baby. Naturally, everyone thought it was mine. I tried to clear up the misunderstanding, but it wouldn't surprise me if people are really confused at the end of September.
Anyways, welcome to the world Danny Jay. There are a gaggle of cousins waiting for you when you get home. I hope you can survive the onslaught.