So, I posted those final notes on Friday, then on Saturday we went to the hospital! 

Good thing I had just posted, too, because otherwise I might have caved and written stupid "contractions are ____ apart!" messages all day.

Anyway, for the four of you who keep up with me on Xanga before other sources:

Daniel Isaac Lindberg was born at 9:25 am on May 31st.  He was 7 lbs, 5 oz, and 19.8 inches.  He ended up not looking like an old man in a baby suit as we had feared.  He even looks pretty good!  (There was some old-man look to his knees and feet, but that has already worn off).  Here's a fine photo (taken after we got home Tuesday):

All I need to say about labor:  the "first phase," when you're just timing contractions and waiting for them to get good/bad enough for you to go to the hospital, is dreadfully boring.  I mean, what do you do for six minutes while you wait for the next one?  Other than that (which I had never thought about before), labor was about what you'd expect.  Right.

The hospital was fantastic.  Really, I recommend this hospital for every pregnant person who can drive to Annapolis.  The staff is very attentive and knowledgable, and they go to great lengths to make sure you're comfortable, supplied, and informed.  It was really a great experience (except for the whole labor thing).  Heck, they even sent in a massage therapist just before we left.

Anyway, we're home now and figuring out how all this works.  It's kind of surreal.