I had a baby 12 hours ago! A premature baby even.
I have not properly bathed, shaved, brushed my teeth, removed my contacts or even washed my face in what feels like daaaays and I'm still sitting on top of the world.
Almost everything has been an ordeal of epic proportions, which I will painstakingly and minutely record on another day, and not at 1:30am.
but I do want to record how happy and wonderful I feel. Nothing went smoothly. My health status fluctuated from minute to minute, from scary to worse. I wasn't allowed to walk. I had no overnight bag. Baby Hersch was the easiest member of the party.
But no big deal. I ultimately had one of the best days ever.
I saw so many people reach out in service and love to my family.
I had several silly text conversations with my reliably fun, sarcastic and ready to entertain and inform convotextionalists friends. My sweet husband made all school and homefront things happen, even taking a conference call with Blythe on hand(or lap). Just thomas walking in the room made everything feel better.
The Spirit was attending to me through so many mediums and great things happened.
Herschel Ezra Simpson
February 4th at 1:47pm
3lbs 9 ounces
born at 33 weeks gestation, 7 weeks premature