Reese Emily Kingston was born at 2:10 PM (after a glorious three pushes and 10 minutes) on Friday, July 24. She has the honor of sharing her birthday with my older brother, Chris, and has the names of both great and great-great grandmothers. She also came into the world not five days before the hottest ever recorded day in Seattle and hottest week ever in Seattle.
These pictures reflect her most common activity; the hat photo (taken before the heat wave) is her first day in the world (when it was a mere 80 degrees); the one with the bear (and my baby blanket) is around day three; the last with the blue shirt is two days after the 103 record-breaking day. Note the need for less and less covering. So much for swaddling.
She doesn't look like anyone quite yet, though she does make some remarkable Ed-like faces, including an amazing sneer that would rival Elvis. When she sleeps, she makes a sound that isn't quite human. When I heard it in the car, I thought it was the car, but Jack noted that "Reese sounds like a creaking door." And she does. If and when I can, I will record it to play back in a future haunted house similiation.
All is going well. We're feeling blessed and lucky and in love.