After much thought and discussion, The Penguin’s name is Oliver Harley Blackwell.

He continues to do well, and has no problems demanding food and cuddles. When those little eyes stare into yours, it is impossible to refuse. I may, however, have to be restrained from just eating those gorgeous cheeks.

At 7:29 yesterday morning, our absolutely adorable baby boy was born! After a long labour, the doctors decided it was too risky to continue and he was born by caesarian section. Carolyn and baby are both doing well, though we’re asking that no one visits for now while Carolyn recovers.

He weighed 3.775kg, and is a lovely 51.5cm long. He has the most adorable eyes, and tiny but long fingers and toes. Elysha and Romilly are very proud big sisters.

I know this is a day late, but after two days with basically no sleep and a total of two meals, I needed to crash. I have been informed that it may be the last good sleep I get for a long time, but I don’t care. I have a beautiful baby boy, and Carolyn is doing OK. All is well with the world.

And now we’re overdue. I’ve had several chats with The Penguin about how it’s time to come out now, but so far this hasn’t resulted in much. I’ll add stubborn to the list of displayed traits.

Of course, with the colder weather coming, it may just want to stay in there and keep warm.

We’re completely prepared for the big day; we just don’t know when it will be. Until then, we’ll just end each day with the thought of being one day closer to whenever The Penguin is going to arrive.