Made in Canada with Polish Parts
Posted By Randy on September 8, 2013
The picture above explains the reason for my absence of late – Viktor Ryszard Lawrence Whynacht was born to Mrs. LFM and me at 02:10 Atlantic Daylight Time on 3 September 2013 – miraculously at almost exactly the same time and on the same date on which, in 2001, I grabbed his perfect Mother, pushed her against a wall and kissed her for the very first time.
The experience has been thoroughly documented, and we have much to say about the wondrous process that took us from the decision more than five years agone to conceive a child should the Gods favour, and our hearing the lusty first cries of this perfectly formed little boy, but I would ask your indulgence dear reader. This is the first day either of us has had a full slate of lucidity since last Monday, and I hate getting up in the morning to come here even before that first cup of coffee to see what it is I can vaguely remember writing yesterday. I will say that what I find in those moments is often among the best received I’ve ever written, but it’s no way to run a railroad.
In the spirit of brevity then, here are some snippets. As of this afternoon, Mrs LFM had this to say:
After an extremely brutal week, everything is finally perfect.
I wanted as natural a birth as possible. Nature was against me this time. A 45 hour labour ending in a C-Section gave Viktor a rough start to the world. Sometime between hour 40 and 41, I finally relented to an epidural. Around hour 43, Viktor started showing signs of fetal distress, and a C-Section became the only option.
Five days in the hospital and a fight to be released made us both more than a little cranky, but now that we’re home, we’re both doing well. And VERY happy to finally be with daddy and the four-legged siblings!
The onerous process of extrication from hospital was an outcome of Viktor being overdue. In short, he came into the world more developed than he would have been otherwise, so Mrs. LFM’s milk production was slightly behind the curve. Result: several days of slight dehydration and weight loss. More will be explained at length in future installments, and suffice it to say that all is now in synchronicity so that Mother and Son are thriving, but the diagnostic process involved the drawing of more than a few blood samples from Viktor’s heels, and was accompanied by delays that at times were hard to stomach. Testy does not adequately describe my mental state as I wrote this while watching yet another sample being drawn.
Viktor’s Saga – Chapter 1
By the pricking of my heel,
What in hell’s the fucking deal?
People come to poke and prod,
I’m young, but I still think it’s odd.
I’m at this breast here, can’t they see?
It’s warm, and full, and all for me!
And yet it’s when I try to eat,
They steal some blood from out my feet!
My Mum and I don’t like it here!
It makes us cry and smells of fear.
My Dad knows how you get your fun,
He’s coming soon! He’ll make you run!
My Dad arrived all dressed in black.
He’d come from home to bring us back!
My Dad is big and fierce you see,
But never that to Mum or me.
Home is where healing can best be found, and so it has yet again been proven with us. I will leave you with that thought until we meet again.
This is such an exciting time for you and Diana! I'm just glad that all went well even though Diana's labour was so long and ended in a c-section. Even though it was a long grueling process, bringing home that little gift from God outweighs any of that! Give a little hug and kiss to baby Viktor for me ( : Make sure you take good care of he and Diana. All the best to your new family!
Congratulations, I didn't even know you were pregnant. If it wasn't for Facebook I wouldn't even know anything. A new member of the family.
An unforgettable event of a life time for all three of you. A true work of love. I Salute you!
I get goosebumps each time I think of your family 🙂 Goosebumps and more than a little optimistic for the future. It seems there will be a man child good enough for my grand daughter after all!
Multi-congratulations. From his parental ancestry, I’m sure he will be “one who conquers”. God bless. Leroy.
Thank you Leroy. Your insightful comments have been missed around here. It’s good to see you back.
The photo says it all! Congrats again.
Gratulacje! niech ro?nie zdrowo.
My deepest congratulations to you both. My own folks were people to be respected and admired so it's not often that I see a child I envy, but this boy has the potential for amazing greatness. Teach him well.
Thank you David! Rest assured we are on the job!
[…] of paths of a particularly dark day in the lives of many with a particularly brilliant day in mine. The birth this year of our beautiful and much anticipated son Viktor, herein referred to – at least for a while – as the SFM (Small Fierce Mammal), occurred […]
[…] Beyond the announcement of his birth, I still haven’t given you my complete perspective on the experience of bringing Baby LFM into the world, but that day will come. Some of it will no doubt be revealed in snippets sprinkled here and there in items written here by either Mrs. LFM or me, and still more in dedicated collaborative articles. Mrs. LFM has her The Bared Breast series that will address the specifics of being a breast feeding Woman in Nova Scotia, and I will soon be starting a new series tentatively titled Fathercraft that will look at the philosophy, methods, and practice of raisin’ up a kid or two, all presented in the usual LFM style. But all this is after the fact because remember, I started off today by saying that, “I still haven’t given you my complete perspective on the experience of bringing Baby LFM into the world,” and by that I specifically refer to those 45 harrowing hours of labour, an episode of fetal distress, and the ensuing emergency C-section that brought Baby LFM into the world. Both Mrs. LFM and I are still a little too close to that experience to be able to speak to it with the clarity and sensitivity it deserves, so be patient good reader. […]