Beauty

[Lori]: Not much to report, I just feel compelled to post something here on ye olde bloggee. It's been too long, and I aspire to do this with more regularity.
As I write this, I occasionally glance over at our daughter, who is resting in her bouncy chair at my feet. She is sweet and a vision...to me, at least. And David. And everyone who has met her, I dare say. Have you met her? Would you like to? All it will cost you is your willingness to have your picture taken with her. Seeing our friends and family with her is a vision as well...a simple pleasure, and another moment of beauty. Yes, I am getting more cheezy in my old age. They tell me the hormones are still raging within me, so I blame them. But I wouldn't have it any other way...being touched by such things is all right.

We wait anxiously for snow.

Parenthood

[David]: It is no longer impending, it is has arrived.

What I like: her little baby snores; when she grabs on to my finger; her
chubby cheeks; being able to comfort her when she's crying; when she has the
hiccups and looks like she's having fun having them; calling her nicknames
(pumpkin, fussy pants, chubby cheeks, Molly tamale, my little burrito, et
al.); reading books to her (from Mr. Brown can moo! to the Odyssey).

What I don't like: worrying about money; worrying about her health; sleep
deprivation; Lori's sleep deprivation; not much else.

Welcome home, Molly!

[David]: After five tortuous days of waiting and worrying, we brought Molly home from the hospital tonight. She's healthy as can be, eating well, and the antibiotics she was taking while in hospital have done the trick. Lori and I are exhausted from going back and forth to the hosptial and worrying in between. We're both very relieved now.

I have finally changed a diaper (two actually). The count should be higher by now, but that's one of the benefits of having a baby in intensive care – they change diapers, too. Although I've come out of this experience with a strong distaste for hosptials, the folks in the N.I.C.U were all wonderful and deserve the credit for getting our daughter off to a healthy start.

IT'S A GIRL!

12-4-2004, 4:15 am
9 lbs, 3 oz, 20.5 inches long
No drugs!!
All are doing well. More soon . . .

hermie's on the way!

From Heidi:

Hello, I am here at Lori and David's watching celebrity poker on Bravo. Lori is in labor, which is why we are watching stupid TV. Thus far Lori is doing fine but does note that contractions hurt rather a lot. They recently called the hospital and were told to go there when contractions were about 3 minutes apart. They're between 4-7 minutes apart currently. David is doing "fine" and is rather sleepy yet nervous. We are drinking coffee. I just returned from renting several videos (apparently the hospital has VCRs, although not DVDs).
So that's what's happening about now. We'll keep you posted.
Go Baby Crabchip!

Maybe today????

[David]: We have a regular doctor's appointment this morning. We hope that they can do something to "get things going". Keep your fingers crossed.