Cdr A.Perry, Chief Engineer-USS Aurora Borealis

Hey girl. First, Happy Birthday.
Second, I think I've eaten my baby's weight in birthday cake, this weekend. I need an extra thirty in the gym, if you want a good laugh.

Less than a day in and I can safely say she got her daddy's eyes and her mama's temper.

I wish I could say I remembered any of it, but I honestly don't. I'm kind of glad I missed it, because from what I've heard, it was all rather dramatic.

My thanks to the medical staff, of course. And, for all the stink I raised about my tracker, it appears the thing actually did me a favor.

Poor Dr Hartwig doesn't realize he's going to be getting a lot of calls in the future, to sing me to sleep.

The kid's on her own!

Aunt Marty already sent Uncle Paul and Uncle Shawn to separate corners for fighting over her. ((I think she just wanted to have a turn and pulled rank))

I'm enjoying it, though... Gives me a chance to snuggle with Sammy without either of us getting kicked, for once!