She’s happy, she’s healthy, she’s perfect.
They made me leave the hospital, though I tried to stay, and I am home now, staying up much later than Wife would allow given the amount of sleep (~4 hours over last 2 days) and excitement (~50 Brazillian Shitloads) I’ve had lately, but I can’t seem to settle down.
So, I’m going to have a shot of Tequila, as I love it and it was my Xmas present, and try to carve from this night a slice of sleep.
My bed, a soft, welcoming, and recently laundered place, is empty with the exception of me, and one of the most profoundest of understatements that I could muster right now would be this:
I’m NOT looking forward to my first night away from Wife since I came here.
But I AM looking forward to seeing my baby again. I do love her so.
Pictures and more later. Smooches.