mattj
blatant Nintendo fanboy
On January 10th, 2012 my wife gave birth to our second child Lincoln Anthony Carter. He was born a very healthy 8lb 1oz, 20.5in. We were a little worried at first because the breathing specialist thought that he might have a bit of trouble with his lungs. But after a day of observation he was deemed perfectly healthy and moved out of the NICU into my wife's room.
You can't really say that something like having a baby is "quote-unquote-sudden", but Lincoln comes pretty close to that. I don't know if its because this is our second child, but for some reason, just a few weeks ago, I looked at Heather and said, "Holy cow... Lincoln's gonna be born in like a few weeks!" I don't know how, but it really snuck up on me this time!
On top of that, the events that directly led to his birth were a bit sudden as well. He was scheduled to be delivered on Friday January 13th. I had taken Heather for her last scheduled appointment before her delivery date this past Tuesday. Lilly and I waited and waited and waited and waited in the waiting room and finally, I decided to head down to the nearby mall to let her run off some steam. I got a call from Heather a while afterwards saying that the doctors thought it would be best to take the baby NOW instead of waiting till Friday. We hadn't brought the hospital bag with clothes for Heather and Lincoln. We hadn't brought the car seat. I was still in my work clothes and stunk to high-heavens. We hadn't even thought to bring a camera, but luckily I had my 3DS in my pocket. We were prepared, but nature caught us a bit by surprise.
Needless to say, things have been topsy-turvy since Tuesday. I've been taking care of Lilly, trekking the 45 minute drive back and forth between our home and the hospital every day, while Heather recovers and takes care of Lincoln while at the hospital. Thankfully, they both get to come home
There really is no way that I could describe to all of you just how much each of us has been looking forward to Lincoln's birth. The moment Heather told me that she was pregnant again, we immediately accepted that we had already gained a new member of the family. I have had a habit of kissing Heather and Lilly every single morning before I leave for work (while they're both still sleeping) without fail. As soon as I learned Heather was expecting, I started kissing her belly every morning too. Lilly started hugging and kissing her mommy's belly too. It was like having a Christmas present sitting under a Christmas tree, right there in front of you, with a big note that says "DO NOT OPEN TILL CHRISTMAS!!" in the month of March!
I'm amazed and overjoyed at just how quickly Lilly has latched on to her new baby brother. We had some worries that she would be jealous, or not take well to him (which could happen at some time, we'll see) but so far she's been nothing but giddy and excited at the very thought of seeing him. Every morning since Tuesday, when she wakes up here at home, the first thing she has said to me has been "Where's Lincoln? Are we gonna see Lincoln?" And she's had nothing but the utmost caution when around him. She's gonna make a great big sister!
I actually think that one of the best things about Lincoln's birth would have to be the way its helped bring our family, and extended family closer together. One dear example is that of the relationship I have with my birth mother. I didn't grow up with my birth mother. My parents divorced when I was an infant and I went to live with my father because my birth mother had a lot of addictions and issues she had to work out. I remember seeing her every great once and a while as I was growing up, maybe once every couple of years, but it wasn't until I was 21 years old that she finally cleaned up her life and decided to try to start a relationship with me and her other two children. Its been rough but we've forgiven and started to get to know each other. I almost couldn't contain myself, watching my mother, who has struggled with so many problems, as she held my son in that hospital room this morning. Its amazing what a baby can do!
I named my boy "Lincoln" specifically because I wanted to be able to call him "Link". Take a wild guess why I want to call him "Link". We got some flack from a couple (2) of older family members when we explained why we both chose this name, but by and large they got a good laugh and know we have the best of intentions. We actually named our daughter Lilly after the main character in a book my wife likes (that is, after a space-faring, ninja-alien). I grew up thinking that I had been named "Matthew" after someone famous, like "Matthew" the Apostle, or something. I didn't find out until I was literally 22 when my dad just happened to tell me "Oh no no no... you were named after this
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Haha! That's just how life is!
So, while I wouldn't mind "Congrats" and the like, instead of just posting "YOUR SON IS SOOOOOOOOO ADORABLE" etc, etc, why not tell us why your parents named you what they named you? Are you named after an Uncle? Your Grandmother? The mailman? Why did they choose what they chose for you? Does it mean anything? Why not tell us your story?
Or better yet, as Shinyru has suggested, what would you name your children? What are some of your favorite names and why?