His name is M. He was 6 lb 12 oz at birth. He is a lovely baby. The OR nurse came over to me before I was able to have a good look at him and said, ‘he is a beautiful baby. A real peach.’ And she was exactly right.

He squeaked before he cried. R and I looked at each other, wondering if that had been him, and then the doctor held him up over the screen for us to see, his face scrunched up in a sweet scream. The relief was immense and has lasted for days, washing over us in waves: he is here; he is ok; he is here; he is perfect. He is here.

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