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:

Beautiful
Happy

She took these:

Awkward
Ridiculous

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.

–Pause–

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.

Result?

Less awkward!

 In closing:

The girls meet their sister for the first time.
A family of five!