Introducing Mary Kathleen

It happened! Here she is, Sheila's new baby:

How the heck do I rotate this?

Mary Kathleen, born February 15th. She was early but apparently hefty - eight pounds. Not exactly in Big Fat Baby Tracy range, but hefty. Isn't she cute? Well, as cute as a wrinkled red ball of baby can be, I guess. This does confirm my belief that newborns all look a bit like aliens, but she's a precious alien, anyway.

Naturally, what with a newborn, a two-year-old, and a large extended family, it took a while for the news to reach me. Yes, that crushed me just a little, but it's one of the consequences of moving across the world. Her first child is my godson, and I've seen him once, at his baptism - two-and-a-half years ago. Bleah. Five more months, I keep telling myself, five more months.

If you want more cute baby-ness, another friend's wee one is now teething. That's Ben, my friend Trish's son. He looks adorable, but I'm awfully glad I'm not having to deal with teething noises. Shudder. Trish is nice enough to be my first blog follower, even though I suspect that with a teething child, a husband, a doctoral thesis, and no interest in knitting that I'm aware of, she doesn't read much of my whining about needle sizes.

Also, this means that the blanket is two more weeks overdue than I thought. Yurk!