So, this is the baby. After 9 long months, she's out. Her name is Isabeau Eleanor Walker. She likes to growl at people and stick her tongue on things. She weighed around 7lbs and is around 19" long. She came around 11:30am this morning. What's brutal is that I was only in labor for like two hours and had to go all natural because the anesthesiologist never arrived. I'm a -blam!-ing pro at this baby shit. Here are more pictures if you're all so inclined to look at them: http://imgur.com/gallery/5LoBy
Hooray!
EDIT: You guys have been asking some questions. Let me clarify. The baby is going out for adoption so no, I'm not going to be on diaper duty. It will be an open adoption as well so I'll still be in her life. The adopting couple are very nice and they've been good to me. I can't think of anyone more deserving. The father has not been present for the last parts of the pregnancy. We had a bit of a falling out and separated. He has been invited to come see her, but has not shown up yet. He's a bit scared and nervous. You can't blame him, this shit is cray.
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8 RepliesOn the one hand I hate babies and small children, and I want to ruin your time of joy with a facetious reminder of the stress the next twenty or so years of your life will bring. But on the other, if I allow myself to feel joy for another human being, I may grow as a person and eventually leave behind my shell of misanthropy and cynicism which I use to cover up my abundant insecurities about my character flaws and how others perceive me and learn to become a half-decent human being that doesn't prey on the difficulties of people happier than I to achieve short-lived satisfaction. I hope you enjoy working two jobs to pay for the incoming increase in expenditures and watching yourself lose your spritely youth as your daughter grows into a beautiful, clever,and charming young woman that makes every man around her dependent on her approval and mortally afraid of her rejection.