Padma is settling in nicely, deciding that life off the street ain’t too shabby. Especially with south-facing windows.
I, on the other hand, bolted out of bed at 1:30AM because she was restless and making funny noises and I thought she was going into labor. Had the water half-boiled before I realized she’s just a nocturnal creature, up and about making funny noises. If this is a glimpse of what my approach to fatherhood might have been, perhaps we can all be grateful I chose a monastic vocation.