Self Portrait

This is me chilling out in Mom's recovery room at Swedish Hospital. Mobility is an issue for me right now, so setting the timer on the camera and getting into position was quite a trick.

Clink, Clink!

Here we are having some Champagne that Mama and Papa brought to the hospital. Mommy and I are abstaining of course. From left to right are: Mommy, Daddy, Mama Cynthia, Papa Jack, and me on Mommy's belly.

Punk Rock Baby

I'm about 30 mintues old at this point. A nurse had just got done giving me a thorough bath. Her name is Maria Luisa. She asked daddy how he'd like my hair styled. He deferred to her and this is what she came up with. It was her attempt at a Gerber Baby, but we all know I'll be smashing my head on the punk rock in a few years.

Mom Gets Her First Look

After 9.5 months and 8+ hours of labor, mom finally gets to meet me. Inspite of my outward appearance, I'm truly psyched!

Who's Your Daddy?

This picture was taken by Anne-Marie just after I was taken out of mom. A fellow clamped my umbilical cord, hosed me down, weighed me, put a diaper on me, and then handed him to my daddy.

Paging Drs. Cronin and Keaveney

That's Kathi Cronin, mommy's fabulous doula and Anne-Marie Keaveney, mommy's best friend and Kathi's back-up. This was taken just before mommy was to have me delivered via cesarean. I feel bad that mom labored for more than 8 hours with no assistance by drugs... I swear I was TRYING HARD to come out.