At long last, Henry made his grand entrance. Here’s a few of the photographs taken.

Vitals all look good.

Heather got her epidural.

Lost in all the excitement is the fact that it is Heather and my anniversary today. Happy 7th anniversary honey!

The contractions were getting longer and harder. With the aid of the epidural, Heather was much less aware of them, and even talked through some.

Henry’s first-ever picture.

Having a good cry.

Early morning. Why would this one be any different?

Happy Mommy!

He looked around for a brief period.

And then he slept until they took him away to get weighed.

The doctor checking out the placenta.

Getting checked out.

3.2 kilograms

7 pounds and 1 ounce for our American family and friends.

Getting restless and trying to figure out where his next, and for that matter first, meal is coming from.

Henry enjoying his very first meal, courtesy of Mommy.