Thank you! I can't decide if my husband or my son is the most perfect man in the world right now!
When I look into Nathaniel's beautiful face, I know it was worth every bit of pain. It wasn't my finest hour, (so there's a few potions and a few more weeks in bed to recover, and I'll be right as rain).
Thank you, you inspired us with the alliteration of the names. I believe that I won a great concession getting Narayana into the equation, as he will never forget his other heritage.
Sorry, what was that darling? I was distracted by just how perfect our son is. Did I mention that he's utterly perfect?
And I find that I really don't remember just how horrible the birth was, suffice to say that I think there is a day missing somewhere on the calendar, and Theo has worn a hole in the carpet. I think I'm going to have to send an owl to Uncle Ravi requesting a new Persian carpet. The healer tells me I need rest, bed rest and more potions. I can't rest! I just want to look at my beautiful boy.
With love to you both, Padma, Theo and Nathaniel
PS: Thank you, Mimsy has been giving incessant advice. It's nice to hear something useful! The cloths are proving most handy. Thank you!