We're home from the hospital pretty early tonight. We managed to avoid the shift-change meltdown, so we think we've got this kid figured out (at least until she's a teenager). A very good day.
I hope I didn't overstep my credibility with the "my kid as a metaphor for world peace," but we really have a lot of amazing friends and family, and we just want to share that with everyone. We still have a long road ahead of us, so please keep Ginny in your thoughts and prayers.