Born on Gloria Steinem’s birthday

I know the internet is supposed to bring you up-to-the-minute news, but surely this is not what you use my blog for. I mean, I’m reviewing seven-year-old albums here. Madeline was born forty-nine hours ago and I’m just now getting around to blogging about it.

Oh, did I not mention that I am officially crazy Aunt Katie now? Should I capitalize crazy, too, like my name is Crazy Aunt Katie? I don’t know. I’ll ask Madeline what to do. She’s very bright.

And I’m not biased at all.

Seriously, is it weird that this is perhaps the most exciting thing that has ever happened to me? Yesterday, I said to Jonathan, “Thank you for bringing her into my life,” and I meant it. I cannot thank Yvonne and Jonathan enough for doing this.

Oh, would you like to see a picture?

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I don’t have one of me holding her, although I am somewhat of an expert at it. I held her for half an hour today and she barely cried. Of course, she barely cries at all because she is perfect. She does this thing where she scrunches up her face and squeaks out a couple wails, but if I beg her quietly not to cry, she stops after just a few minutes. I told her today that she’s going to give me an inflated opinion of myself. I’m going to be all, “Babies love me,” when the truth is that Madeline is just the most calm and tolerant baby ever.

Her temperament is a lucky break for me because in case you haven’t noticed that she is the only baby I have ever been interested in, I should make it clear that I am not by nature “ooo, it’s so mini and cute!” about babies in general. This child is already an exception to every one of my rules, though. I forgot entirely about the NCAA tournament until I casually saw something about it in the newspaper today. I got up early yesterday to go see her without even processing it as “getting up early.” Yesterday morning, when we first met, before all the holding and not crying, she wrapped her fist around my thumb and I never wanted to move. I cannot believe how affected I am by her presence in the universe.

It’s hard to believe she came from this guy.

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