Let me officially break out of my hiatus by first thanking everyone who’s sent in kind words about the new addition to our family. She was born on the 16th and is doing great (as is mom, though she’s still doing some recovering). I’m really loving this fatherhood thing so far.
A few thoughts that struck me during those days at the birthing inn:
- I feel really sorry for any vegan that finds themselves in a hospital. They can do vegetarian meals pretty easily on request (like veggie burgers) but I suspect that a vegan meal would be pretty tricky to obtain. My guess is that they might be able to accomodate you if you let them know a few weeks in advance, but often one doesn’t know exactly when they’ll be checking in.
- We received so, so many freebees to take home for the baby. Everything from diapers (which we used) to formula (which we donated). One, though, kind of stuck out. It was a postcard-sized coupon for Chik-Fil-A that had a picture of a baby on the front and says something along the lines of, “Her first word will be ‘chicken.'” and then it has the standard annoying “Eat Mor Chiken”-sign holding cows on the back. The coupon was for a free chicken sandwich. I said to my wife, “Yeah. Her first word will be chicken, but it’ll be while she’s petting one.”
- One of our attendants looked like Jessie Spanno from Saved By the Bell. But her name was “Kelly.” How odd.