Baby!

This morning's 100 words:

As I write this today, my very good friend is having surgery, a planned C-section. She doesn't know if the baby is a boy or a girl, and all of us--most of all her, her husband, and their two daughters--are eager to find out. She's chosen names but hasn't revealed those yet, either.

Last night I dreamed that her husband called to tell me that the baby was a boy named Jacob. There was static, and I couldn't make out the middle name. When I asked him to repeat himself, he hung up on me.

UPDATE: My friend texted me around 4 p.m. to tell me that her son, Wyatt James, had been born!

Happy Birthday to my little boy!

It's my son's fourth birthday today, a fact I can hardly believe. It seems like yesterday that I was lying in a hospital bed in a too small room, recovering from an emergency C-section...

We spent a wonderful day at the children's museum, followed by dinner and the cake I had stayed up most of the night to complete. It turned out pretty well, but I don't consider it to be one of my best. I'll try to post pictures soon. I wanted to do so today, but last night our thermostat went out, and I spent most of the night not only wide awake working on the cake but freezing. I'll try to upload the picture when I'm not so tired.

That's all for today. I'm exhausted and happy, but I'm having trouble keeping my eyes open. More tomorrow.