I wasn't kidding when I said I kept hearing "you gave birth to a toddler." I heard it twice more today.
Kid has unreal lungs for a newborn, too. He's generally pretty chilled out now, but for those first couple of hours when he screamed bloody murder at anybody but me, the nurses in the nursery had to give up trying to communicate with each other while he was yelling. They just plain couldn't hear each other over him. Which was cracking them up, because they talk over screaming newborns ALL. DAY. LONG.
Your dawwwwww moment of the day: when Mom brought Jane in to visit about 4PM today, Janis asked her "do you want to give your brother a hug?" Jane nodded promptly and ran over to Janis, and gently laid her head along Finn's head for a moment and smiled. DAWWWWWWWWWW
Kids man, they don't just change your life, they change who you are.
Robert and I will be watching tv or we'll spot a wee toddler in a mall and we have the DAWWWWWWWWWWWWWWWWWWWWWWWWWWWWWWWWWWWW moments with stranger's kids too now.
You'll get a child smile hugely in your face or you'll see one spontaneously dancing in the middle of the dog food aisle or they'll offer you a soggy cookie at the check out and it will bring you back to that very moment your kid looked like that/did that and you get a rebound DAWWWWWWWWWWWWWWWWWWWWWWWWWWWWWWWWWWWWWWWWWWWW moment again.
I hear it's even more ridiculously intense when it's your grandchild, and I'm going to go ahead and agree with that right now, because everything that they say is going to happen to you as you age, so far - is bang on.
Did you get Jane's moment on film, well, you know, a modern image taker device? Because that was pretty special.
(Just look at that icon face! It makes me all gooey and smiley every time I see it.)