My Malachi

It's official . . . I'm in love with three men.

Malachi Joel Wright made his big entrance at 11:42 pm on Wednesday, October 3rd. He weighed 8-12 and was 21.25 inches long.

I was just convinced that since Kari's birth was so fast, the doctor probably wouldn't even have time to get there for his. Haha! It barely took any pitocin before the contractions began, but 7 hours later, we were all wondering whether his birthday would be on the 3rd after all! And then he decided he was done fooling around, and came out with 1 1/2 pushes.


I didn't even notice until after he was born what an audience he had. It was a teaching hospital, so in addition to the nurses, there were several students/residents present, as well as my doctor and Danny, and my mom.

The student thing was OK, but it made me a little nervous to know that the nursing student who gave me my IV had never helped with a delivery before. Apparently, she'd never put in an IV before, either. It's a little unnerving to hear the attending nurse tell someone who's about to stick a big thick needle into your arm, "No-don't put it there!" and then proceed to give step-by-step instruction as the nursing student breaks into a sweat. She got it in after 2 tries, so I guess it could have been worse.


I realized that, no matter how many children you already have, each one brings just as much joy as the last, and is just as precious, and every bit as much of a miracle as the others. I am blown away, once again, by how much I love someone I just met. My Malachi.

OK, I'm also blown away by how good it feels to lose 2/3 of my stomach (and by how depressing it is to still look 6 months pregnant!) I freak out every time, but it always manages to go away . . . eventually.

The one thing I didn't understand was that the nurses kept telling me how much I needed rest, but for about 5 hours after Malachi's birth, a continual parade of hospital staff streamed into and out of my room, givng instructions, explaining the menu, etc. In spite of all my best efforts, I fell asleep as one of the last ones was talking. The really great thing was being able to feed him, and send him to the nursery so we could at least enjoy one last night of semi-sleep.


So here we are - just the 6 of us. Rachel, of course, is thrilled with her little bro. Zeke enjoys holding him, but gets very freaked out as soon as the little guys makes a noise. Kari Bou . . . well, she likes holding him, too, but doesn't quite understand why she can't just dump him on the floor when she's done!

I have to hand it to Danny's mom - she did an amazing job with the kids for the 2 days we were away, and it can't have been easy. She called while I was in the hospital and for the first time I heard what everyone else hears when they call our house - the total chaos in the background! But it sounded like the had a good time, and they even had a big welcome sign waiting when we came back.

One last thing. If you want to see additional pictures of our little man, by an actual photographer, you can find them here.

Neither Danny nor I nor Malachi got much sleep last night, but at least Malachi is getting caught up today! He had a good little personality so far, and I can't wait until more of it surfaces as he gets older. It's just so cool getting to hold him in my arms and let him sleep on my chest.

I love you, little Malachi!