As many of you probably know, you don't need this much luggage to have a baby at the hospital. I didn't know this. As my wife and I prepared for the big day, we didn't want to leave anything out of our bags of goodies. Extra undies? Check. Two peanut and butter sandwiches? Check. Playing cards? Check. Question cards from
Urban Myth board game? Check. Let it be said that I now know you do not need playing cards in the hospital. We were there for 4 days and didn't begin a game of Texas Hold 'Em (although those waiting for us could have played and completed the World Series of Poker in that time).
Let me take a step back. We arrived at the scheduled labor induction at 6am Saturday morning. Bright eyed and bushy tailed--wait. what are we...rabbits?-- we were excited and ready as we were ever going to be. We were taken right away and brought to a spectacular room. Let's say it was more spacious than most hotel rooms and the hardwood floors were a nice touch. So was the private bathroom and shower. We had our first visitors at 10am, my aunt and uncle who so graciously brought tasty brownies and godiva chocolates. They probably had no idea that they'd not return home until 2am and I didn't either. To put it mildly, the labor period went slowly and in the interest of keeping this story short, she gave birth to our beautiful baby boy at 12:02 Sunday morning. He was 7lbs 7oz and 21 inches long. Since my nephew's birthday was Saturday and his dad is my twin brother, we've been talking about how wacky it would be for both children of twins to have the same birthday. Seems our little guy was hell-bent on NOT sharing a birthday with his cousin. The young man likes his independence!
After watching the birth process and uncontrollably bawling like a little girl at the moment he entered the world, we had a son. This blog, this laptop and these keys don't allow you to really describe the feeling, but for those who have kids of your own, you probably know what I mean
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