Okay, that explains everything...
Jul. 3rd, 2005 09:31 pm![[personal profile]](https://www.dreamwidth.org/img/silk/identity/user.png){kind=small}
matrixrefugeeWell, I know why I felt so miserable yesterday: I'm coming down with the headcold which the woman who did my hair had. [Ranting](Lesson to people who work in beauty parlors: If you have a cold, either take a day off from work, or wear protective gear, ie. a surgical-type mask and vinyl gloves. That way, you won't be getting the customers sick, which could make them not want to go back to your shop...)[/ranting] I've been taking it easy and zealously taking Airborne, which seems to be beating the symptoms into submission.
Good news -- great news, actually, among the Houseparty: at 12.23 this morning, Blaise Arnaut Lambert Francis Merovee, Ref and the Merv's baby, was born. He's 20 inches long, weighing in at 12 pounds, with his dad's reddish-brown hair and an infantile version of his nose. Mom and baby are doing well: Ref's tired, but she's delighted to hold her son; Blaise himself is getting accustomed to breathing on his own and nursing... and getting used to all these strange beings around him. There was a bit of a dodgy moment when he was coming out: part of the membrane was caught over his face, but at least it wasn't restricting his breathing (according to Constantine, that's a slightly unsettling sign: if a kid is born around midnight, and the membrane gets caught over their head, it means they might be able to see demons). The elder Merovee couldn't be more pleased: he's acting more insufferable than ever.
Now I have to get used to a crying baby in my headspace. Kid's got good lungs, I'll tell yah...
::Uses Sariel's Lambert icon to cheer herself up::
Good news -- great news, actually, among the Houseparty: at 12.23 this morning, Blaise Arnaut Lambert Francis Merovee, Ref and the Merv's baby, was born. He's 20 inches long, weighing in at 12 pounds, with his dad's reddish-brown hair and an infantile version of his nose. Mom and baby are doing well: Ref's tired, but she's delighted to hold her son; Blaise himself is getting accustomed to breathing on his own and nursing... and getting used to all these strange beings around him. There was a bit of a dodgy moment when he was coming out: part of the membrane was caught over his face, but at least it wasn't restricting his breathing (according to Constantine, that's a slightly unsettling sign: if a kid is born around midnight, and the membrane gets caught over their head, it means they might be able to see demons). The elder Merovee couldn't be more pleased: he's acting more insufferable than ever.
Now I have to get used to a crying baby in my headspace. Kid's got good lungs, I'll tell yah...
::Uses Sariel's Lambert icon to cheer herself up::
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Greetings From teh Anthro Ratties and friends!
Date: 2005-07-10 05:30 am (UTC)"OOh! Cutsy wootzie widdle squeelie!" **gives Blaise a motherly ratty lick.
SR stands back at the door, holding his hat in shy embarassment while Tapps' beak is being held firmly closed by Crane. crane is trying for the sake of sanity to SHUT THE BI+RD UP. :- . Nl Simply dances about, throwing confetti and handing out cold pop to everyone involved!
Happy hatch day, Blaise, Merv and Ref!!