Ella Corinne arrived at 11:34 p.m. last Thursday night; she is our beautiful little cinnamon.
The last day (120 hours) has been a blissful blur watching the bonds that Julia, our 8-year-old, and Liam, our 4-year-old, are creating with their new little sister that will last a lifetime. They are both so interested, excited and willing to help anyway they can. Kerry is amazing, delivering our third child naturally—just like the first two—only two hours after returning from her Thursday night yoga class. We arrived at the hospital 45 minutes before the Ella's arrival, and were home 10 hours after the delivery.
I have taken this week off from work to help out with the new baby and to make sure our two other children do not feel neglected with all of the attention focused on the newborn, the extra time and effort a newborn takes, and having two zombies for parents. My diet this week has been good with the exception of the sweets that relatives brought over. My exercise program this week has been poor, back to the bottom of priorities with my focus on the new baby transition, my wife and children. My early morning workouts have been not happening due to the fact that we are getting so little sleep—no excuse. I need to get up early and get the exercise in early; otherwise, it is next to impossible to find time later in the day.
I am soaking in this very special time with my family, and will right the exercise ship tomorrow morning at 5 a.m. even if that means I fall asleep on my elliptical. Oh, and I weighed myself this morning four weeks after the show was taped—I am headed in the right direction and happy with the results, but still have a long way to go.
Keep moving forward,