Meet Arlo.

He's here! Arlo Julian Perry was born on May 11th at 4:42pm. We went to the hospital at 7am to get monitored & start pitocin. My contractions were pretty mild so they broke my water & I started hating life immediately after. From there I was progressing quickly enough that by the time they checked me again it was too late for an epidural. What? =( They had an anesthesiologist come by to give me an intrathecal instead. Soon after that Arlo was born.

& he's perfection. 

We were able to leave the hospital the next day which happened to be Mother's Day. The big boys & my MIL welcomed us home with cards & sooo many flowers. 

Arlo & I had a rough few days when we got home. Nursing was not going well for either of us even after working with a lactation consultant. Arlo was not having enough wet/dirty diapers & I could feel some postpartum depression coming on so with Tyson's support we decided to switch Arlo to formula. Presley & Mason were both formula-fed & they are both incredibly healthy so I've always been 100% comfortable with formula, but I did want to try nursing at least once. I was a little disappointed but it's been just over two weeks & I'm feeling like myself again (give or take 5 pesky pounds). & Arlo is gaining weight like a champ. =)

napping while i get my pitocin. 

finally holding him. good grief it was a long nine months. 

meeting his big brothers. 

& his papa. 

hot mess. 

he's going to think his name is "look at that hair". 

first family photo. mason is still deciding if he likes him or not. 

lucky me. 

steak dinner at the hospital. it was surprisingly tasty. 

my mother's day gifts. the boys made the planter boxes at the hardware store in town. 

the littles & i. 

after his first bath. he is not a fan. 

naked, pouty baby.

presley truly is the greatest brother.

tired parents.

well rested, ready to party all night. 

sun's coming up, time to sleep. 

first family walk. 

he's the sweetest papa. 

hanging in his bouncer while i get ready. i'm just glad he enjoys the blow dryer. 

mama's boy. he rarely leaves my arms. 

black-haired, blue-eyed babe.