Nora was born at 2:31 this afternoon, weighing in at 7 pounds, 11 oz, and 19.5 inches long.
She’s swaddled and sleeping right now (and boy am I envious). Heather is pretty exhausted; I think once she gets out of the shower, she’s going to try to get some sleep (before she has to wake up for a feeding). I’m running on new-father adrenaline and the fact that I finally ate something bigger than a breakfast taco for the first time in about 24 hours, but I suspect that in the very near future I’m going to crash and sleep for about a month.
I’m sure more pictures will surface once we dig out our digital camera cables and start the downloads And I’m similarly sure that I’ll be close to this tired for the next year or so; I’ve accepted that as one of the dangers of being a parent.