As most of you are already aware, the newest member of the Flynn family came to join us this week. Michael Bradford Flynn was born at 9:17 am on April 1st, 2012, weighing in at 7 lbs 13 oz, and 20.25 inches.
Grandpa Smith brought Evelyn to the hospital shortly after he was born. There were probably 10 cameras pointed at her, but I don’t have any pictures of her actually looking at one of them, or at the baby.
We did manage to capture the first hug, though.
Her interest in him has been in spurts- mostly ignoring him, sometimes reaching out to pat his head, and occasionally throwing a tantrum because he has a blanket she wants. In other words, it is going MUCH better than we anticipated.
Evelyn went home with my parents for a couple days after the hospital visit to be spoiled rotten. Meanwhile the other 3 Flynns did a whole lot of this:
He is a pretty good sleeper, and a voracious eater. He would prefer to be snuggled up and nursing 24 hours a day.
Here he is all snuggled up and ready to go home. I wonder if as many people will think he is a girl in this car seat as thought Evelyn was a boy. I’ll let you know.
And here he is right now- sleeping with Dad. I’ll try and show off some better pictures of the blanket I made (in the car seat photo) and the swaddler wrap (above) soon. They are fabulous and I’m really happy with how they turned out. Usually the swaddler works a bit better than it does in this photo- I put it on him while trying not to wake him up and managed to miss his arms this time around.
And there you go, that is our little Huckleberry, in the flesh!
Speaking of Huckleberry, I know you’re going to ask about his name, so here is what I have to say: I’m having a hard time with knowing what to call this little squirt. Steve and I debated about what to call him through the first 2/3 of the pregnancy. We planned on Huckleberry as a middle name, and were trying to decide between Michael (Steve’s dad’s name) and Bradford (my dad) as his first name. We decided that we wanted to name him Michael Bradford. Steve wanted to keep it a surprise, however, since everyone already expected us to name the baby Huck. So, I’ve basically been lying about his name for the last 3.5 months. Sorry.
Right now we’re trying out all sorts of names and nicknames with him, including Huckleberry, which I’m sure I’ll use to refer to him in the future. Mikey is the name that is sticking the most, although I’m having trouble using anything regularly myself. I’m sure that will change as I get used to having him around and hearing and using it more often. Feel free to use your own nicknames as you wish, we aren’t picky about what people call him.
My plan is to write his birth story, as I did with Evelyn’s. I’ll need to get it down soon, my memory is no good. For now I’ll just mention that it will (thankfully) be much shorter.
Welcome to Earth, baby Flynn!!