It has become very clear that our conure, Cricket, did us a real service by screaming so much throughout my pregnancy. Monster Hands can sleep through any house and is completely at ease with all the sounds of our household. We, however, are finding the new palette of sounds in the house a big confusing.
This is an actual exchange between myself and Papa Bird:
“Was that the baby crying?”
“No, that was a cat.”
“Are the cats fighting again?”
“No, that was David Bowie.”
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In February of 2013, following 41 hours of induced labor, a creature we will call Monster Hands was born. This blog begins with her arrival.
At birth, Monster Hands was 5 lbs, 9 oz, and 18.5 inches of screaming glory. She came into the world against her will, having been due on January 26th and shown no signs of coming out on her own.
The world Monster Hands entered contained four grandparents, one great grandparent, two rabbits, one dog, three cats, three chickens, a parrot, and two housemates.
With a librarian for a mother, a mad scientist for a father, and in the basement a mathematician and a wool-spinning hyontherapist, her life was fairly assured to contain interesting things.
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