Saturday, May 19, 2007
In the wee hours of Friday the 18th, the monkey ranch welcomed the arrival of this little spud. We are ecstatic!
Hot from the oven, I barehanded this little tyke and placed 'em on his mother's bosom. (Well attended by midwives and family, so calm down there pardner.) We had no idea it was a boy, until we flipped him over and took a look. You might think we're crazy, waiting until the arrival to find out, but we figure it's one of those mysteries of life that gets ruined by today's technology.
Monkey witnessed this gorgeous moment, acting as an integral part, squealing things like "Mommy he's almost here! I can see his head!" which was enormous comfort and encouragement for expediting the entire process. They say that second births can go rather quickly, and at under an hour and a half, it's good this was a planned homebirth or we might not have even made it to any hospital. Even with it only half a mile away.
So now the ranch will be configured a bit differently. I get promoted to executive kithchen manager with two to manage, and the monkey gets an apprentice. Mom retains her title of Superwoman, while we stand in awe.
I'll tell the whole story another time, when I'm rested enough to be cognizant of what I'm actually writing.
Peace and happiness,