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.