The short version is:
I was induced on Tuesday morning. Nothing went as planned, and we ended up having pretty much every medical intervention I vowed we would not. The Baby was OP, and after four hours of pushing he finally made his entrance at 5:40 am Wednesday, April 9th, weighing 8lbs 7oz, at 21.06 inches long, sporting a kind of wrinkled splendor...and one serious cone head.
So here you are at last, covered with the evidence of your arduous journey, a beautiful , perfect, holy mess. You have something of me in your eyes, I think, and a lot of your daddy everywhere else, but you are thoroughly, perfectly, exquisitely yourself. You are ours. But what is even more obvious is that we are entirely yours.
We'll give you a name and they'll let us keep you. You'll live with us, but we'll know you're not from around here. You have the fingerprints of Divinity all over you.
Welcome to our world, Rocco.
We're so glad you came.
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