Last Thursday we welcomed the arrival of Alice, 7 lb 10 oz at 03:37. It was the first snow fall of the season when Laura went into labour, a wet snow. So far Alice has been wonderful and we're starting to get into the rhythm of being a parent. I think that means "making it up as you go" and "rolling with the punches" all at the same time.
The word "labour" seems so inadequate to describe the process. It reminds me of a old Dave Barry joke where he said "boating enthusiast" was an understatement like saying "heroin fancier". I actually found it quite upsetting at seeing someone I love be in so much pain but not be able to do anything about it except fetch ice chips. It was a feeling of helplessness, but like all things, it too did pass.
So now we're all home, working on feeding, clothing and changing a baby. As a family. Of three.
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