Evan, Clover & Co.

Mr. Lincoln Cooper White was born yesterday, June 2nd, at 9:00 a.m., weighing precisely nine pounds. Very precise, is our new boy. He's also very efficient-- I had my first contraction at 5:30 a.m. and he was present and accounted for by 9:00!

We had planned a home birth, and it went great. The only difficulty was the quickness of the labor. I called the midwives and Marilyn at 6:00, as soon as I knew this was the real deal. Judging by my previous labors, we had figured on a good 24 hours from start to finish, so our child-care plan involving calling someone who lives three hours away didn't seem like a bad idea at the time. Lincoln beat Grandma here by 90 minutes, though. There was some pretty tense minutes as I braided Cheyenne's hair for school, through increasingly difficult contractions, and ran through a phone list of people to call to watch the kids! We ended up calling a neighbor lady whose daughter is friends with Cheyenne. I tried calling her cell phone, and that wasn't working, so Evan looked her number up on line and we managed to get a hold of her. The kids left at 8:00, the first midwife got here about 8:15, and the second midwife got here at 8:45, as I started to push. (To find a licensed midwife to do a homebirth in NY meant I had to go with someone who lived two hours away-- again, at the time, that didn't seem to be an issue! :-)

A very sweet, chubby little boy! Besides being my biggest baby, he is quite long-- 21 3/4 inch.

Elliott meeting his new brother.

Daddy went and got Cheyenne from school, and she was rather excited about meeting Lincoln.

My sweet girl!

Excited siblings!

Cheyenne wears the mantle of older-sister-responsibility beautifully!

Elliott was desperate to talk to people about his new brother, so here he is on the phone, telling Grandpa Lee all about Lincoln!

Our new family, 2 1/2 hours after birth!

Such a perfect little baby.

Aunt Bet brought the cousins down to see Lincoln that afternoon.

Grandma with Lincoln.

A very serious Marilla getting to hold her new brother.

Moving in for a kiss.

Speaking of proud siblings-- could anything be cuter than Elliott's smile here?

It's a serious thing to hold a baby, apparently!

My grown-up girl, wearing the new skirt Grandma made her, is very good at baby-holding.

Orianna is an experienced big sister, so she knew what to do. I'm pretty sure Lily took a turn holding Lincoln, but for some reason, we don't have a picture of that.

Daddy with his new boy.

Elliott with Lincoln again.

Curly-headed sweetness holding her new brother!

After school today, Cheyenne came in and sat on cross-legged on the bed while I nursed Lincoln, and chatted to me about her day. With a new baby in the house, I realize how much my first baby has grown-- she's going to be a great help this summer!

Obviously, I could blather on a lot more, but with a new baby in the house, time is at a premium! We were so lucky to have a great birth and a healthy beautiful baby. I love watching the kids interact with their brother. I knew Cheyenne was anxious for a new baby, but I have been surprised at how excited the other two are.

I have lots of pictures of the kids at a Memorial Day parade, and other cute pictures, but we'll see when we get around to putting them up, if ever. For now, the news is all Lincoln!

Thanks to my lovely husband Evan giving up his lazy Sunday afternoon, here are some pictures of his trip to Haiti, with his commentary. So glad there was lots of pictures so I could share in his trip a bit!

Headed out. Lee drove us to New York City to the airport. It is easiest to take a direct flight from JFK to Port-au-Prince.

Our first view of Port-au-Prince. Just a small portion of the shanty-towns.

Haiti has many beautiful mountains. The island of Hispaniola, which contains both Haiti and the Dominican Republic, has mountains on the north and south with a low valley all through the middle.

The baggage claim at the airport was very crowded and not very organized. Very hot. Very, very hot. There was a fan on the wall here that did nothing but blow hot air at us. First time I have ever wanted a fan shut off when it was hot.

Very crowded and confusing outside the airport. Very good to spot Dan.

Tire repair shop.

There are a few "normal" stores. This is the only one we saw though.

Many, many "Tap-taps". These are vehicles, usually painted in many colors, used for transportation of people and goods. Usually overloaded and in very bad shape. When someone wants to get off, they 'tap' on the drivers window, hence the name 'Tap-tap'. Also notice the bubbly dash of the Patrol. Not a unique design, rather result of heat.

Arrived at the grounds (near a town called Cabaret) after about a 40 min drive. This is Diana.

Local 'Home Depot'

Breakfast. Cooked over man-made charcoal.

Eating and cooking area at the grounds.

Typical lunch. Lots of rice and beans and some meat to go with it. We worked about 40 min away from the grounds so the lunch was usually made in the morning, and we ate around 1:00. Too hot to spoil...

Eggs out all week.

Loading up one of the friend's trucks to drive down to where we worked (I called it 'the property') No regulations for loads here.

Typical street scene. Making your way through town any way possible. Steer and honk.

Arriving at the property. Next to it there was a 'decoy' tent city. Totally empty until foreign aid shows up, and then people living nearby will inhabit the tents for awhile to try and get some aid. Some of the sadder side of Haiti.

We are here to start to help build some houses for some of the friends. The first thing we do is build a fence. The two people far in the background are just local people interested in what is going on. Some people get a little too interested, so a fence becomes very important.

Someone was hired earlier to dig a well. Dug by hand, 33' deep. Took about one week. $250 American. Wages are very low.

We put a pump down the well to try and get water for construction purposes. The only way to power the pump was to stick the ends of the bare wire into the generator.

Another reason to build a fence: keep people from wondering through.

Imagine standing way down in there passing up buckets of gravel?

Eating lunch in whatever shade we can find/make. Shade is VERY necessary.

Piles of rock that belonged to the neighbors. Tossing it to their side of the fence before the fence goes up.

Break time. In the shade, of course.

No town sewer system. Need to dig their own. Cody did most of this.

Foundation for house number one laid out and starting to dig.

Built a shed to lock tools away. This shed will probably become a kitchen after construction is complete.

Hauling a bag of charcoal to market.

Roadside food stand. In the background is a "Bank". We saw many of these. They are actually places to buy lottery tickets, hence the 'N. York' and corresponding numbers.

Finished bathroom.

And necessary shade area.

Large friendly spider.

Love the view from the grounds.

Market day.

One way to make money: buy water/drinks and some ice and cool them in old refrigerators, then sell the cold drinks. Very few places with power, so used just for the insulation value.

Mike with some breadfruit.

Entrance to the grounds.

Another hot day at the property. Fence complete, laying out the next two houses, ready to start foundation on first house.

Moto-taxi center. Another quick way to get from place to place. Also used to transfer small amounts of goods. One man delivered two five gallon jugs of water to the grounds on his motorcycle.

Truck breaks down? Fix it in the middle of the road.

Construction in the streets of Cabaret. One of the only places I saw a large construction project happening. Most of the work done by hand, or not at all.

Mixing mortar right on the street.

Meat market in Cabaret. Flies. Lots of flies.

Selling the man-made charcoal.

Tent city a few miles out of Port-au-Prince. This is all government land and there was nothing here before the quake.

Flamboyant tree.

Open range.

Fishing.

In a section of Port-au-Prince called Cite Soleil. Full of violent gangs and not all that safe to go through. Someone was probably hiding in this window at one time and others were trying to shoot him.

Some of the shanty-slums of Cite Soliel.

Walking up the hillside to meeting in Port-au-Prince.

No running water. All water for washing, laundry, cleaning, cooking, drinking has to be carried to each house.

Madochee. The ceiling above is made from cement blocks covered in a thin layer of concrete. Cheap, but very weak.

Waiting. In the shade, again.

Auto-body shop.

No place to put garbage or debris. Usually piled in the street, and once in a while, burned.

Mack truck repair shop.

Used to be a two story building. "a demolir" painted on most buildings by some important foreign engineer. "Demolish this." Really?

The people below were sitting under the building above. Shade is important, but I think I would prefer sun in this case.

Salvaging wire from the rubble.

This used to be the park near the Presidential Palace. Now full of refugees. You can see one of the palace domes in the background.

Presidential Palace. Some demo work has been done. The central dome is gone and there was some construction happening here. Most of the government-related buildings have been torn down in the city, but hardly any privately-owned buildings.

Water distribution near the park.

Another 'bank' and man-drawn cart.

Lunch at the batch in Port-au-Prince.

Houses behind the batch. Much destruction, but people still living wherever they can.

Roadside market.

Lumber yard. This is what we used for uprights for our fence.

Fish store.

Gravel pit. Some enterprising man would gather a pile of rocks, gravel, or sand from the river bed and sell it. These rocks were used for the house foundation.