Submitted for your perusal.
2.9 (number of years we managed without a visit to the emergency room)
3 (number of males now living in my household)
6 (days of start/stop early labor)
21.25 (hours of actual labor)
5 (estimated number of weeks I had left in the pregnancy when I hired the Best Doula Ever)
1 (Best Doula Ever; if you find yourself pregnant in Duluth, Minnesota, you should give her a call!)
1 (ugly but successful VBAC; if you don’t already know what that is, you probably don’t want to so I’ll skip the details)
8.7 (R2’s initial weight in pounds)
21.5 (R2’s initial length in inches)
477 (approximate number of jokes told in the delivery room; by the end, the nurses were referring to us as the Comedy Hour)
2 (days of preschool so far)
1 (the only “first day of school” photo of Niblet because mom was busy doing the ugly cry all day; first day of preschool plus two weeks postpartum… you can imagine how that went)
1 (number of nekkid-baby photos I’ve taken this month)
Adding all these things up to count my blessings today…
Who am I kidding? Nobody can count that high.