Saturday, June 23, 2007
Thursday, June 21, 2007
We Love Lucy
Great leaping dairy cows and sweet raspberry jello.
Lucy Laree Tolman was born at 4:17 PM on June 20th, 2007. Her parents arrived at St. Joseph Medical Center at 6 AM, and the Pitocin was started around 7:30. Thankfully, Becky received her epidural just a couple hours later, so the majority of the labor was relatively painless. A little bit after four, Becky was told to push. And push she did. Becky, somehow, with the stern resolve of a Norwegian seamstress, and in blatant violation of several of Newton’s laws, squeezed an 8 pound 1 ounce baby out of her sacred orifice without any cutting at all.
Lucy has 2 blue eyes, a wisp of dark hair, a hardy appetite, and head shaped like a yam. Actually, her head has already started to mold itself back into a more human shape.
Enough words. Here she is.
All 20 inches.
Interesting. Very Interesting.
The glorious, triumphant goddess of fertility.
The Fantastic-er Four
Sam does love to hold her, 
Lucy Laree Tolman was born at 4:17 PM on June 20th, 2007. Her parents arrived at St. Joseph Medical Center at 6 AM, and the Pitocin was started around 7:30. Thankfully, Becky received her epidural just a couple hours later, so the majority of the labor was relatively painless. A little bit after four, Becky was told to push. And push she did. Becky, somehow, with the stern resolve of a Norwegian seamstress, and in blatant violation of several of Newton’s laws, squeezed an 8 pound 1 ounce baby out of her sacred orifice without any cutting at all.
Lucy has 2 blue eyes, a wisp of dark hair, a hardy appetite, and head shaped like a yam. Actually, her head has already started to mold itself back into a more human shape.
Enough words. Here she is.
All 20 inches.
Interesting. Very Interesting.
The glorious, triumphant goddess of fertility.
The Fantastic-er Four
Sam does love to hold her, but the statement, "don't touch her eyes"
is going to be a theme in the household.
Thursday, June 14, 2007
Imminence
This will be the last posting before the population of the Tolman clan is increased, presumably by one. Becky is bulging. She's bulging to the point that neither if us would be too terribly surprised if a legion of Tibetan warriors came hurtling out of her womanhood weilding scimitars and hate in their bloodthirsty fists.
We thought we were going to be having this gymnast on the 15th, but Becky's sweetheart of an OBGYN decided to schedule her induction for the 20th.
Sam does not appear to grasp the reality of her impending loss of attention. She has, however, learned how to do a spectacular impression of a goldfish.
Sam does not appear to grasp the reality of her impending loss of attention. She has, however, learned how to do a spectacular impression of a goldfish.
One of Samantha's favorite things to do is feed baby goats. We tried to convince her that she might get more personal satisfaction out of feeding Somalians, but she'd have none of it.
She's also taken to wearing her goggles. She does like to go to the swimming pool, but she's wearing them here to keep her father's spittle out of her eyes while he curses the ants in the kitchen.
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