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At what point does the overwhelming paranoia that everything your newborn encounters is going to cause her to suffocate/overheat/be kidnapped by gypsies pass?  When she turns 13?

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Welcome, Prudence!
Photos (warning:  no witty titles or comments yet) here.

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Please accept my apologies in advance if this post is slightly incoherent; I’ve been more-or-less up for about 72 hours.  Just so nobody is worried – Sweet Pea has been born.  Her real name is Prudence Victoria Dwyer.  She and Sarah are both doing well.  They’re still at the hospital, but will hopefully be sent home tomorrow.   Since we’ve been moved from the labor and delivery wing to the maternity wing I now have to abide by visiting hours (albeit slightly expanded ones for dads) and am thus home blogging, dealing with an even more emotionally needy than usual Calvin, and being about to fall asleep.  I’m going back to the hospital first thing tomorrow morning, hopefully to return with mama and baby.

Thank you to the medical staff of New York Downtown Hospital, everyone who included us in their prayers and all those members of the CT who stopped by and lent a hand (you know who you are).

Rest assured, there will be many, many photos, but not right now.  I’m only one (very, very tired) man!

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When next we speak, dear blogosphere, Sweet Pea will be out (and, hopefully, home). We’re heading over to the hospital now, to start the induction process. Not the Pitocin right away; we’re starting with something that encourages dilation and effacement with the hopes that this’ll get contractions going on their own.

Your prayers would be greatly appreciated. Gerard Majella, Raymond Nonnatus, Margaret of Antioch – the whole crew – we could use a little assistance. Please, everyone, know your efforts are appreciated.

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EDD +5

Sweet Pea is still hanging out in the womb, but on the plus side, she’s healthy. Her heartbeat’s nice and regular, she practicing breathing, she’s about 7 lbs 11 oz (give or take 30%). She doesn’t realize it yet, but she’s only got about 2 more days of freeloading before we start eviction proceedings.

In the meantime, we took in Noah Baumbach’s latest, Margot at the Wedding, at the Angelika. We thought it was well acted and the dialog was good, but that the plot was a little slack (if they’d jettisoned a couple scenes and at least one plot thread, it would have worked a lot better). It was nice and bleak, though.

Also, I’d like to retract all prior statements critical of the new Wendy’s Baconator. It’s actually a pretty tasty sandwich.

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EDD +4

Still no sign of Sweet Pea. At this point, I almost hope she holds out another day, so we can see an early showing of Margot at the Wedding tomorrow. Sarah, of course, may disagree.

In other news, today is my last day at work until mid-January. Yay, generous paternity leave policies and prudent use of vacation days!

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EDD +3

Yesterday on our daily lunchtime constitutional, Sarah and I ran into a contingent of strikers from the Writers’ Guild.  They were picketing in Battery Park outside the Museum of the American Indian, neither of which as far as I know employs any members of the Guild, but I’m not an expert on unions or labor law so I’m sure this tactic makes sense somehow.

Anyway, inspired by their efforts, I decided to form my own union and try to obtain better working conditions.  As such, the International Brotherhood of Expectant Fathers, Local 406, (i.e., me) is now officially on strike from being Sweet Pea’s father-to-be.  The way I see it, we’ve been operating without a contract since last Sunday.  We refuse to perform any additional paternal duties until the other side at least comes to the negotiating table and agrees to start uterine contractions.  Binkies down means binkies down!

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Aaron Eckhart.  (Well, Angus sighted.  I was concentrating on keeping my huge 8 1/2 month pregnant self from falling on the slick sidewalk.)

 Calvin Coolidge, the Cat

Matt.  And, yes, the shirt was awesome.  The minutes of the fanclub meeting were missing one crucial event, though.  Matt travels with an entourage just like old Phil Two in the movie.  Want proof?  Here’s the picture:

The Golden Age

Pictured (from left):  Matt, Cardinal I and Cardinal II
Yes, Matt does make the cardinal on the left carry his architecture sketches.  That’s just the way he rolls.

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Angus and I have been spending a ridiculous amount of time in these last few pre-baby weeks trying to get the apartment in tip-top shape for Sweet Pea*.  Baby clothes have been washed! Furniture has been moved! The Darjeeling Limited has been watched! A noticeable lack of deep-fat frying has taken place!  It’s thrilling down here in the Financial District of New York!  

However, we are a bit behind in some very important matters.  In other words, yes, Campagna crew, you are due an e-mail.  And, yes, blog-reading world at-large, you are all missing on your recommended dose of pointers to penguin cookie cutters because of our neglect of Dwyeropolis.  Please accept our sincere and heart-felt apologies.  It’s only temporarily slow here.  Promise.

*Well, that and also asking ourselves “what would Ron Paul do?” a dozen or so times a day.

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In honor of the Yankees being eliminated from the 2007 post-season, I give you an even more embarrassing Yankees moment.  I’m about 80% sure that the loser in question is, in fact, me.

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