3:50 AM. One hefty 9 pound 2 ounce 21.5 inch bruiser makes his quiet way into the world. The nurses are a bit concerned that he isn't breathing quite right, but they suction him good and whisk him off for "processing." I think my father would be pleased to know his name lives on, even if not as a first name. I did wake to get the text, then rolled over breathing a prayer of thanksgiving and drifted right back to sleep. Meeting him will come later, when things at his place have settled down a little. For now, everybody needs rest. Well done! A Gillie if ever I have seen one.
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Congratulations on your new family addition!
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