My marriage survived my stories

My marriage survived me leaking Felicity's birth story...

to the internet...

without one key element...

Like the hero 🤦🏽‍♂️

When I posted my version of events, I really thought I'd be back the next day to shade in all the dimension. And making myself out to be the victim of the story made me smirk.

You see, I walked out of the room and missed the moment the baby got caught.

MomBrain did not share my amusement. When compared to the 9 months of growing that baby girl inside her, I guess my 5 seconds should not have been elevated to primary plot point.

So here's the whole boring story...

...or as much as I can cram into one email without your eyes melting and dribbling out of their sockets.

A beginning 

MomBrain wanted to use the same midwife that we used for The Extraordinary Ellia's beautifully boring birth. Problem: we had moved hours away. But it turned out... so had the midwife! She lived nearby!

Her new setup was a birth center. I was told this was basically a hotel with everything an expectant mother might want. I secretly wondered how women could turn such a critical medical procedure into a spa day.

However, the birth center was 45 minutes away.

But the midwife lived 25 minutes away.

But we had to go to the birth center 45 minutes away. No matter what. Because.

We asked, "What if there is an emergency?"

Our midwife held up a map and drew an unforgiving red line from our house to the birth center.

You've already seen the photos, so you know MomBrain birthed our Little 'Licity like a champ.

But you don't know one super scary "secret" — a wild moment during the birth story that you will want to read... next time.

I'm finishing this up right before I go to work at the Texas Capitol where my boss is voting on the House Rules today. And even with this being a critical day — it will shape the rest of the Legislative Session — I squeezed in some time to write to you this week. Because that's what you gotta do if you want to be a writer — keep writing even when it's inconvenient and down right a pain in the neck. Let this be a moral...

To be continued...

— DadFace