We took it to the old neighborhood last weekend, where Elephant Pharmacy is getting increasingly run down, Starbucks is now a crêpe place, and most importantly: Philz Coffee blasts its deep roasted goodness from Cafe Gratitude to The Cheese Board and every nook in between (even that new title place, whatever that is).
Then Zoe did something cute:
Nicole: what a goddamn trooper.
What did you do over the weekend?
We had our baby, Zoe Clementine.
All day Friday Nicole felt “crampy.” Friday night the hospital admitted us, though Nicole was dilated at a mere 1 centimeter. Then it was all a blur: it’s 11:30am on Saturday and she’s ready to push; it’s 12:16pm and a newborn baby is sitting on her chest. Do that math! I’ve waited for coffee at Blue Bottle longer than that.
Note: Of all the advice and predictions about the future, people did not exaggerate the lack of sleep that you inherit with a newborn.
I’ll most likely bore you with stories about Zoe’s first burp and why I won’t drive above 25 MPH when she’s in the car over at thepoopdiaper.com.