|About 90 minutes after delivery. Neither of us were dressed yet and I'm still wearing the blood pressure cuff! Swwweeeet boy in my arms and amazing Dad in the background.|
A sweet poem/email from the dear Willie Mork, an almost 90-year-old friend from The Village Players:
Clean out of myrrh and frank insence
But sending, herein, compliments
And love, to welcome to our throng
Another laugh. Another song
Congratulations and love
An FB Good Night Moon tribute from my sister, Heather:
Good night, Phoebe. Good night, breast pads. Good night, little man who wants what under those pads. Good night, brothers. Good night, Gungah. Sleep is happening now... xo Aunt Heather
My first straight up funny postpartum FB post. I'm actually pretty proud of it!
Really out of touch with the news lately... And on a completely unrelated note, Scott said last night that he's looking into shifting his career toward the Secret Service. Something about the culture and atmosphere fitting well into this personal life goals. I'm sure there's no cause for alarm...
|The woman without whom I would not I have survived... Gungah and Gabriel, 2 days old and home! Oh, how I miss her.|
|First family photo. (Ignore the date in the corner... Mom's camera is apparently a time traveling device!)|