As mentioned in the Seattle trivia thread, my wife went into labor last week. This week? I’ve got a baby girl!
Labor went well – and surprisingly quickly once it kicked into high gear. Interrobairn!? was born at 2:00 Wednesday morning. Mom was awesome, and I held hands, cut the cord, and successfully identified the baby’s sex despite my irrational performance anxiety (This is my brain on adrenaline: “What if I can’t tell?”)
We came home on Friday and have accepted the radical restructuring of our sleep schedules. The cats are trying to ignore the squealing thing, but are otherwise okay with it.
She is, of course, perfect, even when she’s crying her head off. (Which thankfully hasn’t lasted long. Yet.)
And yes, this probably means no Seattle trivia for me for the next few weeks.
May you save every spare penny for her college education only to learn 17 years from now that she has earned a full scholarship to the college of her choice.
Woohoo! Congrats! As a soon-to-be-father myself, I’ll put to this you – they’re all kidding about how much poop comes out of that tiny body, right? Right??
Can I just say Interrobairn!? is the best user-name-based-name-for-non-posting-relative (I mean I’m assuming she doesn’t have an account yet) I’ve seen? Which just proves you’ll be a great father. Or maybe it doesn’t but…no, let’s go with that, you’ll be a great father .
I’ll see if I can throw some up on flickr or something. Damn breaches of etiquette…
Well, the real performance was from her mother, who was aces. My worry was just a fleeting thought – what if I can’t tell?! Turns out a brief visual inspection was plenty of info.
How much are they telling you comes out? It’s not like her own body weight in one diaper – it takes at least three. But she’s filled up a small trash bags worth of diapers each day since being home, so you’ll be very familiar with the changing table.
Oh, and the name: Simone. Took us about 24 hours after birth to whittle down our final 4 candidates.
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