I'm becoming the blogger I never wanted to be by blogging about how cute my daughter is and what being a dad is like, so I apologize straight away. I will get back to Existentialism and music in a couple of days. Although, maybe this is related to both of those things. As you can see, Naomi looks sort of like me. This is unfortunate in some ways (as I am not a very beautiful woman, although she seems to be pulling it off quite well), but mostly unspeakably wonderful. The moment I saw her for the first time was completely clear.
She was born in five hours, although really much less than that. Yoko was in hard labor for only about 35 minutes. Naomi came without pushing and didn't cry for 2 hours. The doctor showed up about 10 minutes after she was born, looking confused and a little annoyed.
It's funny, I wasn't quite sure how I would feel about being a father, whether or not I could do it or do it well. I'm not really worried about it any more.
