Legal...

... and it was much less painful than I thought it would be. Today we completed the birth registration of Cecilia Therese which we started last week. We needed photo ids and something from the OB/GYN we saw a couple of times during the pregnancy to prove that I really had been pregnant with the baby we brought in last week and that this was not a black market baby. Luckily I had kept close tabs on my ultrasound report and was able to bring it in.

The two women that I worked with as we filled in the forms and chatted were incredibly friendly and very nice to work with. How often can one say that about a civil servant. I think perhaps it has something to do with being in a small town. Things in a small town tend to be slower than in the cities and even more intimate. There are fewer demands on the city employee in terms of numbers and they can take the time to chat and to actually care.

So when we finished the lady in charge took an envelope and, in beautiful cursive, wrote Cecilia's full name and was careful to add the accents on the two e's in Therese and then put her paper work in it as she congratulated me that she was now "legal".

It was a good feeling and was a nice cap to the first two weeks of Cecilia's life. Now if I could just figure out what I am eating that has been making her so gassy the past 48 hours. Poor baby! Poor me - I have banned C H O C O L A T E from my diet for the next few days in an attempt to determine if that is the culprit!

I'll let you know how it goes...


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