If the little man doesn't enjoy this when he grows up, he's an asshole (I know you are, but what am I?).
He thought he was the boss and tried to flex his muscle by staying in as long as he wished but little did he know that labor could be induced with drugs. So, after just over 12 hours of hanging out, joking, making up fake names, making countless Seinfeld references (a lot of hospital scenes in that show) and staging fake pictures such as me pulling the plug on my wife lying in the hospital bed, me pretending to finish a cervical exam, etc. the heir to the throne was born and presented to the world.
Jude Hudson Raftery was born at 6:58pm. We were told that we were having a baby boy but got thrown a curveball at delivery. Instead of a boy, my wife birthed a man. A 9lbs 21inch man. After being cleaned up a bit he was ready to be Christened into the family.
His first lesson is that there is a costume for every occasion and even one for no occasion. We even fancied him up for the chicks he'd meet in the nursery...
We have succeeded in keeping a person alive for one day. Tomorrow, we'll try to do it again...
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