It has finally hatched! Thing 3 is here!
And Georgia’s rapid weight-loss plan is a success! (Just like I told her it would be: get the kid out, she loses around 20 pounds)
Weighing in at 9 lbs, 7 ounces, and 21 inches long; the undisputed heavyweight champion of the nursery – Thing 3!!!
UPDATE:
Momma is home; baby is not. It seems when you have an Infantzilla, or a C-section, they sometimes have a problem with fluid in their lungs. Thing 3 was lucky enough to meet both those wickets. She was transported to a large metropolitan hospital nearby, so they could continue to observe her in ways that the local yokels can only dream about.
Of course, Momma is real happy about this development, as I’m sure you can imagine. It’s not exactly my ideal situation, either.
They’ve x-rayed and echoed and scratched their scalps meaningfully, but can’t seem to find any other explanation for her high respiration rate. So we’re just waiting for her to slow her breathing down.
Yea!
The doctor is satisfied enough with her progress, however, that he at least let her eat today for the first time. After 30 minutes at the source, Thing 3 demanded a few more ounces of the good stuff, which she polished off in record time. Not bad for a first meal.
Hopefully she’ll stop this malarkey by the weekend.
