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late is such a subjective term

Saturday, July 09, 2005

As preface to this post, I include my new favourite picture of all time: Me holding Trinity the morning after she was born. Possibly a little narcissistic, but hey that's me.

Trinity and I are up late tonight, though the term hardly has any relevance anymore. I mean, technically Trin herself was delivered late at 10 days over her due date. We look at that as her coming right when she wanted to.

Superwife has been up the last few nights with the baby, not only to feed her, but also to make sure that she gets to sleep afterwards. This has led to Superwife getting basically no sleep whatsoever.

I have repeatedly asked her to get me up to help out, but I guess she figures why should we both be up.

So tonight, I took Trinity downstairs after her last feeding (well over three hours ago now) with the intentions of me sleeping on the couch once she nodded off.

But then I started watching her sleep, and became totally mesmerized by her.

She is just the most amazing thing that I have ever encountered.

Her expressions, the little grunting noises she makes as she hops in and out of rem sleep. Her tiny, tiny hands occasionally reaching up on some random grasping impulse.

She seriously makes my heart stop a little when I watch her.

I could never have been prepared for the depth of emotion that came along with this new person's introduction to my life. Totally blew me away.

I know I'm a n00b at this, but that fact diminishes my feelings for her not one bit.

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