She was born around 9pm on Monday night, weighing in at 7 pounds, 13 ounces—nearly a pound less than her sister.
Full story before long. Until then, the short version: contractions, epidural, nap, 15 minutes of pushing, then she slid out all by herself. No rips, no tears—sort as if it was a job a vagina was meant to do.
We're thrilled to have a family of girls. I'm already looking forward to movie nights.
If you're in the mood, send snacks. We especially like muffins.