The latest addition to the household was born today. I was making porridge and the father came down and said, "Góðan daginn". Then he wandered around for a few minutes looking at the newspaper before letting me know that his wife was in labour. I suppose if it's the fifth time it's all a bit routine?
Anyway, he was born by about 11.30 am, and the parents and baby walked home from the hospital (which is only just down the road) to be home by teatime. So everything seems to have gone pretty well. I didn't know it was possible to give birth in the morning and then walk home from the hospital in the afternoon, but apparently so. So far he has mostly been asleep. It's hard work being born.
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