Born: Friday, September 25th, 2009 at 6:23PM

10lbs 1.1 oz (yes, you read that correctly) 90th percentile

21 inches long

First name he was called after being born: Moose

First name: Eamon, pronounced AY-mon. Matt picked it a few minutes after he was born

Middle name: Paul, named after Matt's maternal grandfather Paul Brady, Jr. whom was also born on September 25th

Temperament: "Dude, whatev. Hey, I'm not eating right now. WAHHH!"

Big brother Jack: says "shh" when Eamon starts crying, gives Eamon his pacifier, checks on the baby in the bassinett when he's sleeping and is constantly smacking Eamon's head. In the most loving way, of course.

Daddy: is amazed at how different Eamon is from Jack. Gave Eamon his first bath tonight and finished building a sandbox for Jack. Super Dad!!

Mommy: is recuperating quite nicely and, surprisingly, has energy to last until about 8pm. Of course, there's 2 extra people at home to help out. Drinking orange wine currently. Yay for not being pregnant anymore!

Barley: new smells new smells sniff sniff sniff LICK

Pepin: meow. (translation: feed me)

My next post doesn't have newborn pics... deal with it.

Here are the results of the name poll in popularity order:

Eli ~ which would be Elijah for full name purposes
Owen and William
Henry and Oliver
Brennan
and last but not least.. my poor little Eamon

We'll see what the winner is this weekend! We haven't 100% committed to a name yet, but we do have our favorites. Although I did say Owen aloud last night and got a swift, hard kick to the insides so perhaps that one isn't so hot.

Up until this point I thought I was a pretty cute pregnant lady. Not as cute as my friends... but hey. When you look like you can eat everyone else in the picture with you as an appetizer it's kinda hard to look cute. Here are week 40 pics to prove the uncuteness =)


Jack left for Nana and Abuelo's house today (my mother and company) to spend the next couple of days there while we welcome our newest little man to the family. He was really excited to leave. He climbed up to his chair, refused to blow me a kiss, and then chanted "go go go" until my mother drove away. He should have tons of fun there with them and meet his little brother when we get home from the hospital. Jack has a cold and was diagnosed with a double ear infection (!) so he's on antibiotics. Pretty safe place to be with a doctor and a nurse at your beck and call. He's still a little snotty, but feeling and sleeping much better. Hopefully he comes home fully cured.

Perhaps tonight Matt and I will go out to dinner. I'm craving lobster. Or maybe just the butter. Who cares!!

I know my baby ticker on the left says 2 days to go (or less if you're reading this later), but we may have a wait a bit longer for baby boy #2 to make his debut. We had our second to last doctor appointment this morning and figured out that if I don't deliver in the next week I will be induced next Friday 9.25 at almost 41 weeks. It took everything in me not to take the offer of Monday as induction day... but I really would like to go into labor naturally. However, as most of you know, Raines children seem to have their own time-line of when things should happen. Moreover, this is Matt's child and he is late for everything. Why should his children be any different?

On a side note, Mary told me that next Friday is her father's birthday. How sweet to have a little one born on his special day! =)

Unfortunately, Jack woke up this morning with a really stuffy nose. I'm hoping he gets over this sickness without an ear infection and before the baby comes. I don't want my poor big baby to be sick when his brother arrives.

Jack is talking up a storm these days and learning new signs quicker than I can learn them. Now when we ask him where his baby brother is, he points to his belly and says "brodder." My little genius baby... well, sort of.

Take care everyone and seriously, the next post will be with newborn baby pics!!!!

It must be the hormones in these last couple of days before I become a mother of 2 wonderful boys. I've been taking pictures and videos like crazy! I was scolding myself for not taking enough videos of Jack as he's grown up. I have made a promise to take at least 1 video a month of each child and then hopefully put them together to make a video for each year of their life. Lofty goals.