My third daughter was born.
|Her name is Tessa|
The labor was very painful (the epidural didn’t take, and the nurse was the opposite of competent and empathetic), but it was successful.
In the hospital, Wife and I decided to take pictures of each other holding the baby.
I took these:
She took these:
|Somebody make this stop please|
At this point, the following conversation occurred:
Me: I look ridiculous.
Wife: You don’t look ridiculous. This is how you actually look.
Me: Please, tell me that isn’t true.
Wife: Okay, you look a little weird in these. But they’re still cute.
Me: Let’s try one with me sitting down.
Wife: I already told you to do that.
Me: No you didn’t! You didn’t say anything of the kind.
Wife: Yes I did!
Me: No, you really didn’t.
Wife: I did in my head.
Me: ….you are correct, then.
Fact of life: when someone has pushed a human being out of their crotch in the last 24 hours, they are right no matter what they say.
Edit suggested by wife: when someone has pushed a human being out of their crotch EVER, they are right no matter what they say.
|The girls meet their sister for the first time.|
|A family of five!|