Hi Blueberry :-)

Yesterday I met you, Felicity Jayne, at age 3½ hours old.

There were eight people there to meet you- your mom's mom, dad, step dad, and brother, me and my sister and mom (your paternal grandma), and your dad's best friend who took time off work to meet you as soon as you were born.  So we all had to take shortish turns holding you.
You have so much hair, it's unreal.

My dad (Grandpa) didn't get to meet you the day you were born.  He only saw a picture.  So we went back to the hospital for him to hold you.

Then Aunt Emma and I got more turns holding you for a long time.  We got to see your neat blue/brown eyes and your big yawn that's contagious to just think about.

Lots of snuggles will be had in the future.  I promise it was the doctor (or nurse, not sure what position she holds) who said we shouldn't pass you around too much during flu season.  We're supposed to mostly limit the people holding you to family, and not even at big family gatherings.  Fewer people holding you = more time with me, right?  ;)

Basically, I love you.  Sleep tight tonight.  Your mom was so amazed that you basically slept through your whole first night outside the womb.  You went semi-conscious to nurse every two hours, then went right back to fast asleep as soon as you were put down.  I know she shouldn't count on that lasting, but we can wish, can't we?