Our Christmas Present

Merry Christmas everyone.

Belinda and I are still in the hospital getting ready to be discharged today and having the unfortunate task of leaving our baby here at the hospital for another six days before she can come home. Doctors want to be cautious that any fever was not the result of an infection and if there was an infection it will be cleared with the antibiotics cycle.

In the last day Stella has rushed us into parenthood by making us feel what we would not feel until she left for college. Belinda prefers the analogy to leaving the baby with a babysitter, but I am being more ambitious.

While I thought I would be posting that Stella has now been on the earth almost two days and seen the sun rise twice the only thing she has seen is the moon. Stella must have her mother's genes because she sure does like hanging out at night when her parents are the living dead. Last night while carrying her I tried to teach her how to do my version of the fox trot and a couple of movements I learned during my tai chi classes. I think she found her chi and got some sleep except for when she was put back in the bassinet. At that point she decided to practice her scream for the soon to be released movie, "When Children are Hungry." I heard once that during the gulf war they played load music outside an enemy camp the entire night as part of the United States warfare tactics. The guys who thought up that idea had to have been parents! They probably would have used a baby cry sound instead of music but they knew that would be considered excessive.

With all that said, Stella is sound asleep and an army with guns and speakers outside couldn't wake her.

She is truly a Christmas present for all time.