Welcome Biskie Baby Boy #2!

Rhys King Biskie (pronounced Reese) came bouncing into this world on Monday, October 19 at 7:02pm after what may have been the easiest & shortest labor on record.  I’m hoping to write out the birth story to post in few days.  If your interested You can see all of the pictures of our labor, delivery, birth & time in the hospital in my facebook album.

Now to explain the post where I gave you picture clues as to what his name would be.

Rhys is a welsh name which means fiery & passionate.  The picture of Jesus was meant to tell you the word passion or passionate, which many of you guessed as “Christian.”  The funniest guesses were for the picture of the blazing fire, which some guessed as “Blaze Biskie.”

His middle name is after Martin Luther King Jr. who was: a fiery preacher, a man who cared about justice & equality & arguably one of the most influential African-Americans of the past century.

I think the Reese’s Pieces picture is obvious –his nickname to be sure!  Finally, those Japenese Bisquits are often referred to as “Biskies.”

Thanks for playing along, that gave me many good laughs over the next few days. 🙂

My not-so-little guy came in at 9 lbs. & 7 oz, & at 21 inches is quite the big baby with cutest set of chubby cheeks you ever did see.  Rhys is a solid sleeper.  It’s been really difficult to wake him even to eat.  Whereas Ransom wanted to eat every 2 hours without fail, but latched horribly, Rhys is going 5-6 hours between feedings & is dehydrated. 🙁

(Speaking of breastfeeding, expect a post about that very soon.  The title will be “breastfeeding blues.”  And it may be a 2-parter).

Man, I’ve been so tired since my little man got here about 52 hours ago.  In some ways it feels so useful to have gone through this once all ready & know what to expect.  I’m not too pressed about being downright exhausted or having my body go through an array of painful and weird things.  For now though I’m trying not to focus on not being able to walk properly and just live through the euphoria of falling in love with someone new.

As for Ransom, he was shockingly cavalier in regards to interacting with his baby brother but is still very excited.  Today he said, “Mama, if the baby is out of your belly, why is your belly still so big?” (I explain) “Well, what are we going to do to POP that belly?”  Ahhh, kids.

Must go to bed while I have the time!