We’re home now, Jackie, Kari and I. It was an interesting experiance, much different that I had anticipated. Mom and baby are doing well. As I type this they are both sleeping. Awwww…
Here’s some links to pictures:
Photocast of pictures (this will continue to be updated)
And if that doesn’t work, I’ve created a static page of images on Flickr
And from the Hospital’s WebNursery
And more from the Hospital’s WebNursery
WHEN ARE YOU GOING TO GET HERE CHILD!
Seriously, I love you and your mother. But for Christ sakes you’ve done nothing but given us greif so far! Ok, so you’re not that bad. Most of the time I spend with you is great and sweet. I love listening to the swishing sound you make as you spin and twirl. That’s probably one of the few things that fathers can experience that the mother cannot during pregnancy. The ability to place my head mere inches from yours and listen to the sound of life.
To my wife, my friend, and my love
You’re asleep as I write this, gone to bed many hours before I have. You’re tired, as most women in your situation are. You’re frustrated. You can’t do all the things you normally do. You’re bored, as the “sitting around gene” is missing from your DNA. You’re scared. You’re not totally freaking out or anything, but harsh reality of what could happen is pushing heavily upon the possibility of what most likely will happen. You’re hopeful. You know, deep down, that things will be ok. You know that I love you and I will care for you no matter what.