When Life Gives You Lemon...

...name him Milo.

Labor started at the Citywide Garage Sale with Pie and her dad. We calmly timed contractions and decided that if my water broke, we'd have some lovely embroidered vintage tea towels to clean up. After that we went to the Elks Lodge (we were in the neighborhood, and being an Elk, Mr. S wanted to see Austin BPOE 201).

They brought me home, and things were clearly under way by 3:30 or so. We sent Morgan and Lu to Pie's birthday party, and called our fantastic doula Shelley again. She said "Things are progressing fast. I am not saying that baby is going to be born on Mopac, but if you go to the hospital now, you know for sure it won't." So we did.

We got to the hospital at 5:45. Milo was born at 7:45. He weighs 8 pounds, 5 ounces. He has a head of black hair. He is perfect in every way. My mood is vastly improved.