Day 2

Greetings from Hotel Isaiah-
Well we are in the second day of the "Coming of Izzy," or "The Poop Factory Cometh." He is the reverse opposite of Charlie as a newborn. He learned how to nurse from the giddy up and he sleeps...a lot. In fact I fear we may be in for a long evening. As usual he went through a battery of tests over the course of the day. Shots, pokes, pricks, sticking things where they shouldn't be stuck, and a hearing test complete with anodes and wires stuck to all parts of his head. I think he either signed up for the Army or he is the next Six Million Dollar Man...bigger, faster, stronger. All and all he is a very healthy guy. Grandma and Grandpa Edwards flew out today. It was great to have them here the last couple of days. Grandma and Grandpa Barge are, as usual, helping out a ton with taking care of Charlie for us. Speaking of Charlie, you have never seen someone so disinterested in another human being. If he could make a list of 100 things he would like to do, acknowledging Isaiah would be pretty close to the bottom. However, the parking garage is attached to the birthing center via sky walk, and I wish I liked anything as much as Charlie likes walking across the sky walk. Jenn is doing great, and is a champ as usual. We got up and went for a walk around the center today. She is in some pain, but of course never complains (except when the pain pills don't arrive in a timely manner) and is always smiling. We're probably heading home sometime tomorrow, so we will keep you updated. Cheers!