This is Annie Elise. Today she is nine days old. She was born last Friday at about the same time JG was to board a plane home from a business trip in Las Vegas. Luckily, he heard his phone ringing at dinner on Thursday around ten pm (my time) and excused himself from the rest of the trip's closing festivities to come home. And quick. A red-eyed man in a rumpled suit never looked so good rushing into a hospital labor and delivery room.
Roughly five hours after his arrival...she arrived.
All eight pounds and nine ounces. And after a tiny scare about "too much blood for too long" was fixed up, I was shivering and fine and he was next to me holding her and things started to sink in.
Now we are five.