I hope the New Year has truly been happy for you so far, or at least healthy and manageable. Personally, I couldn’t be better. Certainly, that is, compared to last year.
You see, between my burst appendix last March and the rib-smashing (7), spleen-rupturing motorcycle accident five months later, 2007 redeemed itself just in the nick of time! My saviour to the annus horribilis arrived, without a moment to lose, at 3:14 am on December 31st.
Dillon Cormac O’Shea made a grand entrance clocking in at a not-so-subtle nine pounds! I commented to my sweetie Marlene, while she was in heavy labour no less, that I’d love twins next. I’m a kidder.
We realize we’re truly blessed to have two healthy, happy children. A matched set: a boy and a girl. Everyone tells me it’s the “millionaire’s family”. Cheque arrives when?
Already showcasing amazing big sister qualities, within 24 hours of the little guy’s arrival our 2-year old daughter Teaghan christened the new addition “Dilly”. (Severe cute factor)
With the added in-house decibels the soundproofed recording booth can be MY “time-out” place!
This newsletter is a peek at what’s been going on with me (besides sleep deprivation – as evidenced above.
More pics here