Samuel Emerson Holt arrived Tuesday morning at 8:32. He clocked in at 8 pounds 6 ounces and 20 inches. He entered the world with the Klingon war cry and fists held tightly in defiance. He scored highly on his Apgar tests - studying always pays off.He had to go to the NICU for observation to make sure the LM did not interfere with respiration. We were able to see him about an hour later. Joni was able to feed him a little, although the NICU staff had already given him some formula.
We were moved down to our maternity floor shortly after the NICU visit. We had the coincidence of having the same nurse assigned to us as we had when we arrived with Henry almost 2 and half years earlier. The coincidence level increases - Marie-Eve had left Beth Israel in 2006 and just happened to be picking up some shifts while visiting her family in Boston this week!
Right after that, the crew from Childrens showed up to let us know they had already examined Samuel and found him to be a perfectly healthy baby and there was no reason for the wussies from B-I to keep him in the NICU any longer.
We then got a nice bonus when the corner suite next to our room opened up and we moved into the same palatial room we had last time, just one floor higher, before we even had a chance to settle into the initial room.
Enough chatter, here are the photos:

Before the big show

The catcher in the OR






Out of the OR, in Recovery, and still looking like a million bucks

In the NICU












Arriving in our maternity room





First visitors arrive







Auspicious day - the Hood blimp is circling, no doubt filled with paparazzi









These were all from the first day. I will post the following days soon.
It looks like Joni and Sam will be coming home on Saturday.
It also looks like I am going to have to change the name of the blog!

