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Maddie’s fallen and cut her knee
open a couple of times over the past few weeks – the first
time, as I wrote in a previous entry, was especially traumatic to
her. It was her first encounter with pain that we couldn’t
make go away, and in addition to the terror she felt over the
band-aid we put on her, there was also the panic of unrelenting
pain. So we did what any good parents would do.
We blatantly plied her with gifts in a desperate attempt to
distract her.
We’ve been home for just over a week now, and still enjoying that honeymoon portion of having a newborn – you know, the time when the infant’s simply eating and sleeping all the time.
Also known as the Pre-Colic phase. 
I’m getting ahead of myself, though. Let’s go back to the beginning – bringing Cora home.
After my last posting filling you in on Cora’s birth day, I was surprised at how many emails I got saying I left you hanging – what about the big meeting between Maddie and Cora??? I certainly didn’t mean it to come off as a cliffhanger – wait, no, yes, I did.
So, the big day -
Hi everyone!
Cora's Here!
As you can imagine, I'm a bit overwhelmed with everything that's going on right now. But I wanted to thank you all for your prayers and well-wishes during this amazing time! I've also had some requests for Cora's birth story, so without giving you too many gory details, here's what happened a few days ago -
With my 39-week appointment tomorrow and a doctor who won’t let me carry to term because of the VBAC statistics, it’s a pretty safe bet I’ll be having this kid within the next few days. And as excited as I know you are for me, there’s at least a glimmer of a thought running through your head that sounds remarkably like, “Yeah, but what about me, the reader? How will I know you’ve delivered? And most important, how am I going to get my 1M2A fix if you’re in the hospital??”
Don’t worry, already. I’m on top of it.
Saturday, March 10. An unseasonably mild
morning at the park, with the weather finally warming up and people
shedding layers of clothing. Brian, Gamma, Maddie and I are all
playing happily in the park. And then it happens. We hear those
first strains of music that herald the official start of summer
–
The ice cream man has arrived.
