Baby time
I spent one of my weeks in New England with my friends Amanda and Art from UConn. It was great to spend some one on one time together before the wedding pulls me in a million directions. I have come to the conclusion that Amanda is NOT human. She was in labor for, oh, about an hour and a half and by the time she thought some drugs would help-it was already too late-the baby was on her way out.
All 7lbs and 4oz of Miss Amelia is the cutest, most well-mannered baby I have ever met (not counting her explosive farts and untimely poop schedule). I’m not saying that because I’m biased. I’ve babysat for tons of brats and this little fragile doll is pink and calm and reminded me to slow down for a little bit. I’m sure most of her attitude is because her parents are calm around her and provide a secure environment, even if dogs and cats sniff her and chase each other around the house. I felt a quite maternal spending so much time with Amelia. Not right now, but one day, I have been inspired that having my own little parasite could be a lot of fun.
Welcome to the world, Amelia Grace.