Happiest Man In The World

Comrades, for one post only, I hope you will allow me a little self indulgence.

In the past few days I have been puked on, crapped on, peed on, and I couldn't be happier. No, it's not a particularly depraved smut fest, but the joys of parenting.

Yesterday, Mrs and Baby Div came home from hospital. Both are doing great.

Today, I got to visit the local government office to register the birth of my first child.


Pink Lady 

I am absolutely knackered from a combination of non-stop activity and minimal (and somewhat disrupted) sleep. Yet I am absolutely bursting with joy and pride, as are Mrs Div and the grandparents.

Baby Div was a little smaller than average at 5lbs 10oz, but she already has an adult sized personality, and appetite!

I've allowed myself a couple more photos - one of which shows how she hardly fills half of her Moses basket.


Moses Basket 

It's an awful cliche, but true nonetheless, that I really do feel like the happiest man in the world right now.

Hopefully as we settle into a decent routine over the next few days, I will find time for some more poker content. I did actually have a fair amount of poker activity to report on, prior to the unexpectedly swift new arrival.

The details I have managed to retain in my sleep deprived brain should appear here in short order. I've been broadening my horizons recently, and while it has not yet been financially rewarding, it has been fun. More soon.

Finally, a heartfelt thanks for all the kind comments. Your thoughts are much appreciated.