My nephew and his wife now have a second child, reinforcing my status as a great-uncle. The original due date was November 26, which astute Americans will recognize is Thanksgiving Day. So, we had a turkey dinner at my house this past Sunday. That went well in a tasty way. Mrs. Nephew went into labor the next morning bright and early. As my nephew said, at 6:15 he was awakened by his wife saying “I don’t know if my water broke or … oops my water broke.” So off to the hospital they went, and around six hours later little Kathryn Marie was born. I took my mom to go visit last night, and I did get pictures, but … well, she’s still so new, she looks kinda scrunched, or maybe she’s just clenching her eyes shut wishing she was back in that nice warm wet place she was in before.
It’s totally amazing that a little tiny newborn turns out OK, that it all tends to work most of the time.