John and I learned a wonderful new something together on Tuesday. In a room filled with strangers, we discovered the only thing matching the joy of having six girl children is having five girl children plus one little boy.
Meet Honeybuckle on the Outside.
(Charmed, I'm sure.)
Hurried along by a hailstorm walk, he arrived on April 24th at 9:36 p.m.
Weight: a whopping seven pounds, three ounces
Two days "overdue" but covered so thickly with vernix that he looked like a sad, little polar bear.
And, praise God, he arrived through the second natural, non-intervention birth since Pip's c-section delivery.
What's that? You'd like his name? Literally one minute before we left the hospital at eleven o'clock last night, we snatched straws. Here he is:
Ezekiel Walker Owen
A mighty handsome lad.
To top off the post, here are the only other three pictures I have of our family in the hospital. We left as soon as we could and are enjoying being home now, all eight together, happy, tired, and well.
John, searching for a name for his Baby Boy.
