On Tuesday night Meghan and I welcomed little Harrison into the world.

I intended to write a post the day or two prior just documenting how I was feeling, but it seemed… unnatural. I would’ve said something along the lines of “It’s a little scary but I’m excited to have a baby soon!“

This post is just to get something up saying that everything went well and note a few thoughts.

It sounds cheesy to write out, but once the delivery started to get going, I could feel that it was going to fulfill the silly cliche of “this was the best day of my life“. It’s a super intense and intimate and emotional time with your partner, for us I’d say the 90 minutes prior to delivery and the 90 minutes after. Even up to right now (he was delivered about 48 hours ago) it still feels absolutely surreal. We’re sitting on our couch with a 9 pound baby in a crib next to us and we’re still periodically tearing up that he’s actually here.

I’ve always thought babies are ugly. And I know objectively if you showed me a picture of Harrison without me knowing who he is, I’d say he kind of looks like an alien (all babies do!). But naturally, knowing he’s our baby, he just looks like the cutest most precious little guy I’ve ever seen.

Again, there are endless cliches about how having kids changes your life. I’ve always believed them. But now having even just a two day old baby, I understand so much of what people have said. For sure we’re currently bathing in the afterglow and things will inevitably get more challenging, but for now, this is everything we hoped it would be.

And lastly, a shoutout to all the people at the Doylestown Hospital who helped us. You don’t think twice when you read some review or see some ad saying “the people at Z were so great“, but for this specifically, they were fantastic. Those were actually some of the most emotional, tearful moments; thanking the people who helped us get through everything.

Don’t worry, I’ll get back to my regularly scheduled shit ass posts after this, but I had to get this one up.