masking & unveiling

Welcome to the world, Katy Claire! Weighing in at a generous 5 pounds, 4 ounces, you cried and squeaked your way butt-first into the freezing cold operating room at 4:19am on Monday, December 17th. It was only about 16 hours or so after I wrote the post about giving you a 24-hour better chance. Guess you set out to prove to me you didn't need it. Just like your mama.

You are doing well, settled into an observation nursery, breathing on your own. As much as I would like to be charming, poignant and witty in this entry about your birth, I will settle for lucid. Sort of. God bless morphine.