And so it begins...

Here we are at the hospital awaiting our little girl to come out and play, of whom there will be pictures soon. Picture this, myself playing doctor, so to speak, using their little rolly chairs as my perch within breathing distance along side Kara's hospital bed. To my back the IV pumping machines click and buzz lightly as they dispense much needed fluids through their long, transparent tubes, layering over, an air pump roils and hisses, pumping and releasing air to and from pressure sleeves. Kara, looking akinly to The Borg from Star Trek Next Generation, with tubes, monitoring devices and their accompanying cords laced over and hanging from her extremities and yet she still looks great, but the most comforting sound heard over all things, Myla's super strong heart beating as if a locamotive with something to accomplish. This little train is probly the only reason Kara was able to sleep at night.