New job.

I started my new job this week.

Number One was born on Tuesday, October 23, 2007, at 4:48 p.m. Mom and baby did awesome. She's a beautiful little girl, which is obvious from the pic.

Mom's water broke at about 3 a.m., but she wasn't quite ready to commit so we went back to sleep for a couple of hours. When things had not gone back to normal by the time we woke up again at 7 a.m., she called the doctor who told us to head to the hospital. We arrived at about 9 a.m., and because the doctor didn't want labor to last too long with Mom's water broke, Mom was started on pitocin.

Our nurse was Iranian, and joked that she was giving Mom the "Persian Pitocin," which apparently is particularly potent.

Then Labor really started. If you haven't seen it before, it's painful to watch. Luckily, Mom was already 5 cm dilated, so she didn't have far to go.

Number One was born a few hours later.

Another day at the office. Right.

Since then, I've been promoted to chief nappy changer. It was decided Mom giveth; Baby maketh, and Papa taketh away.

Thus far, I haven't gained any particularly worldly or witty wisdom, but I'll keep you posted.