In a Corner

I sometimes dress myself into a corner. I iron my pants and shirt every morning. Once I have those on, I hate to change them. I really wanted to wear this tie today so I put it on. I had a really hard time finding a jacket that worked. Navy was out of the question because of the pants. Browns didn’t work because they were too close to the yellow shirt. This dark green one is similar in color to the stripe in the tie so I went with it. I have mixed feelings about it overall.

October 16, 2013 - 9:10 a.m.

After twelve hours of labor and three sets of pushes, my son - Spencer Terry - was born.

He was not breathing and grey as concrete, but after a few minutes he was just fine and peeing on the nurse that was cleaning him. He was 8 lbs and 9 oz, and 21 and a half feet long.

My pittbull-english bulldog mix, treats him as if he was her own, and cries when she can’t see his face. It’s so precious.

I’ll be posting a picture soon.