Sunday, May 11, 2008
Holding pattern here on Labor & Delivery. Gretchen got a little midnight epidural, and she's squeezing in a little rest before it's officially showtime. I've been alternating between a coffee that's gone cold and a Coke that's gone warm and a packet of Cool Ranch Doritos, which seem completely inappropriate while the nurse is in the room checking vital signs. I also managed to pull off a shower, partly because I felt disgusting, and partly because I didn't necessarily need Baby Boy Teich's first impression of his dad to be, Geez, doesn't this guy bathe? And what's up with the hat-head?
But before things get too crazy, we took a hospital self-portrait: