"The Dragon" woke up my wife at 2:something this morning. My wife--who was in a lot of pain--woke me up. We were out of the house by 2:45, miraculously discovered most of the lights were green and stayed green as a barely-legally sped through, and I parked in a handicap space at the hospital around 3:00. I grabbed a vacant wheelchair near the entrance, wheeled my wife to registration, moved my SUV, and ran back in in time to follow the nurse to the room. Calls were made to wake up our doctor, and "The Dragon" was born at 3:58 EST. She's 8 lbs., 10 oz., making her almost two pounds bigger than her sisters at that age.
(For those who don't know, this is the Year of the Dragon, and my daughters are all half-Chinese, so we actually keep track of that Chinese Zodiac stuff--just for fun.)
(For those who don't know, this is the Year of the Dragon, and my daughters are all half-Chinese, so we actually keep track of that Chinese Zodiac stuff--just for fun.)