Danielle Brooke, born at 8:31 am Dec. 1, 2008, weighing in at 8 lbs. 10 ounces and 21.25″ long.
This was a strange morning, and I’m really tired, so I will keep this short – Alissa woke up at something like 4 am thinking she merely needed to pee, to which I just rolled over and started to go right back to sleep, but as soon as she was done, she felt the need again, and that’s when I got up and the thoughts started racing. It took a few minutes, and another trip to “not pee” before it really struck us that, indeed, her water had broken, albeit in a very modest and minimal way. Since Amanda arrived via an induced labor, this is all new to us, so what ensued was a subdued version of the kind of panic that you see in sitcoms, where the characters frantically try to throw everything together that they might need. And we didn’t. We hardly took anything with us, which is why I’m able to write you now – I’m home, here to gather some stuff to take back to the hospital. (I’ve got my Iphone with me, but no way am I trying to type that much with my thumbs.) And now it’s off to a quick shower, and a shave – I’ve got the George Michael/Kip Winger three-days stubble thing going on, and it’s so not happening on me.
On a side note, man, I forgot the amusing “arrival audio” that accompanies an infant diaper event. There’s no denying a newborn needs a diaper change when you hear that tiny cannon they pack go off.