Apologies for the ionization blackout period, guys, and apologies for its likelihood of it continuing this week while Mr. A and I get used to having a very long-term houseguest:
She was born at 8:40 a.m. Saturday, which already seems like a year ago, at just over 6 pounds, and she came home yesterday, during the coldest cold snap since the last coldest cold snap of this bear of a winter. We’re keeping her cozy by the radiators and trying to figure out how to, you know, feed her and make sense of all that’s happened to her in the past hours.
Thank you so much, all of you, for all the good wishes on Facebook and Twitter and here. They’re felt, and appreciated, and as soon as she’s old enough to drive I promise we’ll give her the keys to the crack van. (Which I wanted to get going last night but fell asleep in the shower, so.)
A.