Write about: the transition.
Back home, with a beautiful baby boy.
With all due apologies, introductions will have to wait until tomorrow. Right now, exhaustion is calling me to bed.
We're glad to be back home, about to be sleeping in our own bed again tonight. It's been a long couple of days, but I'll get to the full story later.
Because, you know, super tired right now.
We've begun this strange and wonderful transition, moving from husband and wife to father and mother. And as all-consuming as the present truly is, my mind still finds time every now and again to think of the future.
What will he be like in a year? Two years? When he hits the teenage years?
It's all rather difficult to wrap my head around.
Thankfully, I've got a bit of time.
Again, apologies for no pictures or proper birth tale. I'll get to those in the coming days. For now, this transition requires my full attention and energies.