Welcome To The World, Baby Boy!

Rodrigo has made his entrance into the world.  The stinker was exactly a week early. I'd fallen asleep around midnight, woke up around 2 and made myself some breakfast, then began to seriously clean our back office/clutter room/ Spare Oom for my parents' use when they would arrive on the 31st. 
Then the contractions started.
I warned Pooh when he got up of the impending possibility, but I highly doubted it would amount to anything, and we agreed he should go to work and I'd keep him updated. I was so confident that I had time and that I might even be sent back home that I started to make a mental shopping list of things I wanted to pick up before calling my friend to take me to the hospital.
One shower later and that was absolutely out of the question! I called my friend immediately and finished getting dressed, but I was somehow still pretty confident that I'd get sent home. We get there, and bless her she stayed with me until Pooh could get relieved by a substitute and make it down (several hours). 
My Mom miraculously was able to get a flight and get down with my sister and brother-in-law with just an hour to spare! Our little Piglet (who sits before me in his swing pooping his adorable brains out) graced us with his presence at 7:24pm, almost exactly 12 hours after I'd arrived at the hospital.
He's such a funny little kid! He makes the greatest faces and has the best "what in the world are you doing?" look I've ever seen! We (and by "we" I mean Mom and I) believe his eyes will be brown, but Pooh is holding out that they won't.
I know I love this kid, because nothing in this world could make me so sleep deprived and live. Except him.
Pictures to come when Nana isn't napping in the Spare Oom. That's where all the pictures are hidden.