Miraculous

Well, it's been an interesting week. Last day of work Friday, woke up Saturday, had breakfast, did some shopping, hit the hospital to watch the miracle of life made manifest in my 2nd child being born, watched a movie. You know the usual boring weekend.

Seriously. No, seriously. That's an amazing thing to behold - especially when it's a scheduled c-section. Pretty civilized I must say. Well I can say that we wouldn't have done it, rather, my wife {probably} wouldn't have done it had my genetics not combined against her to yield offspring with tremendously large melons. I take total responsibility. But she was, for the record, all for it. She did feel a little guilty though. Not - Hey, let's reconsider this 'cause I'm feeling way too guilty now that I'm hearing that other poor soul scream her lungs out next door - But, you know, kinda guilty.

Baby is well - all parts checked and prodded as appropriate. Mother tolerated the zipper installation reasonably well, so all is good. Now, let's see about that cry suppressing bypass circuit...