A pair of very good friends had a baby about a week ago. After the initial phone call that first day, I waited impatiently to call them since I wanted to hear all the details of the labor and birth and the first week home. With the three of them on my mind all week, I have been thinking back to that first week we brought Mini-Me home: how new everything was, how perfect the baby was, how lucky we felt in our new family. Every new phase with Mini-Me is better than the last, but there is something magic about bringing the new baby home that fades after the first few weeks. That's when sleep deprivation sets in, the phone stops ringing, and the supply of frozen meals gives out.
Welcome to the world, Elizabeth!
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