Welcome, Meredith Ann!
7 lb, 4 oz
There’s a rumor that I didn’t want to go to a finance committee meeting last night. Perhaps you attribute things like this to barometric pressure.
As for me, I think St. Gerard had a hand in things, since it was his day and all.
Let the babymoon (and stampede of grandmas) begin!
(More blogging later, I’m sure…the hospital has wifi and Prince Charming made sure to leave the laptop set up where I can reach it.)