"You will be a better mom because you are a theologian, and a better theologian because you are a mom."

Is it true? In this blog, I explore the interplay and intersection of motherhood and theologianhood.

Wednesday, October 10, 2012

Robert Sebastian: The Fourth, the First

 Robert Sebastian, born fourth in the family, was nonetheless the first in a few ways. He was the first child to be born early, that is, ahead of his due date. Especially given that Patrick was eleven days late, we were not prepared for the early delivery. We didn't have anything ready for his arrival. But it all worked out anyway, and I'm not complaining about it, especially since he came during Jeff's fall break.
Robert was also the first of our children born during the day, and on a weekday. Everyone else was at night and on the weekend. So I had fully expected to go into labor at night, on the weekend. And get to watch a Notre Dame football game in peace. Alas, that did not work out. Robert's delivery was also the first time we spent so little time in the hospital before delivery. We checked in at 12:11 p.m. and he was born at 12:54 p.m. I didn't even have time to make it into the tub for a waterbirth. Robert was also our first child born on an even number, and on a single digit day. His birthdate makes a nice addition sentence (10+2=12).
 In other ways, Robert was much like his siblings. He was born with the cord around his neck (4 for 4 on that!), and like Patrick, he was pretty blue. It took a couple of minutes to get him pinked up. Like Maia and Eva, he has Jeff's blood type (A+), and so, as with Eva, our ABO incompatibility was borne out by jaundice, which required two full days of phototherapy and LOTS of blood tests. No fun there, but I consoled myself by thinking that he didn't know any better about life outside the womb and that his experience of life would greatly improve upon going home.
Also, like his siblings, Robert was born on a great feast day, in this case, the Feast of the Guardian Angels. So we've managed to hit a good day every time: St. Anselm, St. Lucy, St. Teresa of Avila, and now the Guardian Angels. And whereas Maia was born three days before my birthday, Robert was born three days before Jeff's birthday. Like his siblings, Robert has a family name; my dad is Robert. He also has a saint's name--actually, two saints' names (both St. Robert Bellarmine and St. Sebastian are pretty cool saints).

I think he looks the most different of our children, given his rectangular rather than round head shape. But like everyone else, he is a great baby, doing all the stuff that newborns do - eating, pooping, sleeping, stretching and occasionally crying. He is a great addition to the family.

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