Dalia became a big sister a month early! Eloise Orr Vermeys was born at 7:28 am on Sunday, November 28. She weighed 6 pounds 2.4 ounces at birth and measured 20 1/4 inches. Mom's water broke after a day of early labor on Saturday. She spent the night laboring at the hospital with Daddy, her wonderful doula and awesome labor and delivery nurse.After a long night without medication, Mom entered that last, difficult stage (as if any of it's easy) of labor and asked for a dose of medication that got her through, taking the stress out of contractions, letting her make it the rest of the very short way through pushing (for about 10 minutes) and meeting Dalia's baby sister without any major intervention. Even though she is early, Eloise is healthy and robust, feeding great, breathing great, looking great. Mom is doing wonderfully, too.
Dalia is very proud and excited to be a big sister now, can't wait to hold baby and take pictures of and with her. She would rather her sister be named Blackberry, but has started to call her Eloise already.
The name Eloise came to us the moment baby was placed on mom after birth. Orr is Juli's family name and was her middle name prior to marrying Mark. In Greek, Eloise means "sun", which we can sure use to get us through the winter.
Mom and sister com home tomorrow. Dalia chose to have her wonderful Daddy home with her tonight after a couple of fun sleepovers with her Gigi. Life will never be the same and I think we all are thrilled we get to spend a whole extra month with our little Eloise.
Here are a couple of Dalia originals. The first is her rocking to a tune called, "Go Down". I have no idea why she was saying this, but she sounds like she's been listening to some of Mark's more, um, metal type music. The second is a song she wrote as a tribute to Mo Willems' Pigeon (with a hot dog).

Well, it's official, Dalia is a Giants fan. She's been exposed to lots of baseball watching the past few weeks, and last night (after having a monumental three hour nap - yes, the girl who doesn't nap) she got to stay up past her bedtime and watch the winning playoff game with us. It was all shouts and pacing and hat wearing in this house. She periodically would shout, "Go Giants!" and clapped and said, "good job, boys!" at just the right time. I truly believe she was watching and waiting as we were. I'm so glad we were both here to celebrate with Mark when his team won the penant. It was super fun. Anyway, I couldn't not post about this, seeing as how this is such an important milestone for Dalia in her Daddy's family. Can't wait for the World Series games. (Although, truth be told, it would be nice to watch something of my own for a change - all this Wiggles and Baseball is making me a little coo-coo. Well, I have until Wednesday.)