The official name is Zakariya Abdi Omar Lanoie. Unique spelling. Unique kid.
Zakariya came home with mom on Saturday. Life is a bit busy around here. Visitors. Helping with baby and trying to keep up with other things. Grace and Z also got up and wanted to go to church with us yesterday. maybe part of the motivation was to show off this beautiful little guy. We’ll take what we get. We were glad to have her come. And if one thing has been consistent for her throughout the pregnancy it has been loving support from everyone at church. And practical help and advice from other moms.
Abdi, the father, continues to impress us with his willingness to help. He is also getting to know us better, I hope as he spends more time around us.
More pictures will be posted soon. Time has sort of been at a premium and though we have taken photos I just haven’t had time to do anything with them.
Worked all day today. I felt alternately hot and cold most of the day. Tonight I am definately cold and snuggling under Leo’s sweater and my duvet. I think I have caught a bug.
I just had my flu shot on Tuesday.
I do not want this bug whatever it is.
Surely by tomorrow I will feel better. Tonight I decided not to go and visit the grandson. The last thing I want is for him to get sick.
I did an interesting thing today. I was interviewed by Radio Canada for my thoughts on the rampant decay that is seen in people that use crystal meth. Anything crystal meth related is hot news I guess, especially up here in this city. So my interview was in French. Have no idea when it will air. The patient you may see in my chair is not a drug user. She is a good friend and fellow anglo-francophone.
I haven’t used that much French in awhile. Hope I don’t sound too “anglais” – but what the heck – I am.
We have a baby boy, born at 10:40 am by c-section. He weighs in at 6lbs 13oz. and is 19 1/4 inches tall. He has a head of hair and looks a bit like his mom. Pictures will be posted.
Update – and pictures
I know his first name will be Zecharia. I am not sure of how they will spell that exactly but if I’ve spelled it wrong I will correct myself.
And here are the first pictures of him. Grace finally got to hold him this evening. He did not want to suck so has a naso-gastric tube in place. Pray he will get the hang of sucking soon.
And a closer shot – we think he looks like Grace.
This is when the big event begins – finally. Tomorrow Grace goes to the hospital to be induced. From there I guess we will wait and see what developes. A c-section may be needed. She is a bit scared.
Keep her in your prayers.
Dixie posts about getting ready for Haloween with her kids. I have some good memories of costumes too. Most involve other people wearing them. My self consciousness always made me feel a bit stupid dressing up.
We had the most fun ever at Haloween when we lived in the Congo. That is until some pious missionary family came out in the late 80’s and informed us that we were indeed wicked for our antics. Then we all felt a bit guilty so the fun was greatly diminished. Phooey on them anyway. I wouldn’t let them get away with that these days. I’d whip out the article Randall quoted and shove it under their noses – and laugh. Then I would really have to think up a good costume to make my point I suppose. Not likely I would actually go through with it but …
Some of the best costumes my kids came up with:
– There was the year Rachelle went as a hut. She had a small version of a thatched roof made for her and walked around under that all night inside her cardboard walls. She won the costume prise that year.
_ One of the boys and two friends went as an accident case. They borrowed a stretcher. One was the wounded, the others the stretcher bearers. I think the wounded one that got the free ride was the smartest of the three.
Then there was the year Leo was the beauty queen – Miss Karawa. Some well meaning group had sent out an ample one piece bathing suit. One can not be too thankful for the well chosen gifts sent out to the mission field. It was a beautiful royal blue. My did he look good!! I wish I could find the pictures.
Waiting. I told her she could have it anytime now since I am off work for the next few days. She never did listen!
Actually she is a bit mad at me right now I think – I am pretty sure.
This weekend was so good for me. I had an extra day and a half off work and I was getting close to exhaustion. Today I feel ready to face life again.
Just one thing. Kieran’s Blue (as in a stuffed dog) lost part of his nose this morning. We have a real live dog Maisy, you see. She is still young and thinks most everything is one of her chew toys. So this morning as I was upstairs getting ready to leave with Kieran for daycare, Maisy found Blue. I spent about 11/2 hours looking in the stores for a replacement with no luck. Tonioght I will have to tell Kieran’s daddy that I was a negligent grandmother. Hopefully we will find another – but there are no ones like it in PA – as far as I can tell.
And we are still waiting. Grace is still carrying around her little basketball of a belly. We are 3 days past due date and holding. Dr’s appt this am may give her some news. But we all know this boy of hers will eventually make his grand entrance.