World, meet Teagan Elizabeth Hunt. Teagan, world. Y’all’ll get acquainted soon enough.
It was a long day today, beginning early and finishing late. Teagan was born around 9:40am. Seven pounds, seven ounces. Twenty inches. Ten fingers. Ten toes. Two eyes and ears. One mouth.
More photos will, I’m sure, make it to the blog in the coming days, but I wanted to toss one up and to scrawl a couple of thoughts from the day here before they are forever forgotten.
1. Newborn Pampers smell better than almost anything.
2. Newborn babies smell better than Newborn Pampers.
3. Babies’ heads are funny-lookin’, and it’s impossible to keep a cap on them. It’s wrong to use duct tape. Very, very wrong.
4. Having a child changes everything. For always. There will never be a time when there wasn’t a Teagan. (I know — this is a thought that I had when Ani was born, too — but I wasn’t a blogger then, so I didn’t get it down. Better late than never.)
5. I like very much looking at the world through the eyes of someone who’s never seen anything like it before. There’s a sense of wonder, even in a cross-eyed newborn stare, there that I find intoxicating, invigorating, and downright neat. Ani has been really good for me in this regard. Teagan is, and will be further still, too.
6. This world and the universe it exists within will forever be full of amazement, wonder and awe. Wow.
Enough gushing — off to sleep. Thanks for indulging a proud father.
