The house is blissfully quiet. I can even hear the clock ticking. Baby asleep. Kids playing outside. Husband fixing sprinklers.
Sipping: port. Not too much...I'm on call. And yes! I finally made it to the beginning, middle, and end of a birth last weekend. Welcome Wee One. Actually he was quite big! 9#8oz
A great way to ease into the weekend. Whew! That was one of the longest "short weeks" that I've had in a long time. Glad it's over.