Now, there's a history of quick births. Last time we arrived at the hospital in an ambulance.
This time Janne woke me up at around 2:40 in the night. At that point, there was plenty of time. So we called the grand parents.
By the time they got here, maybe half an hour later, Janne wasn't sure there was still plenty of time, so we hurried of, arrived at hospital safely thanks to my father, and half an hour later, it was all over, Janne had given birth to a little girl.
They wanted to keep Janne around for while because she'd lost a bit more blood than they liked, but changed their mind later the same day after having tested her hemoglobin level. By five o'clock in the afternoon, we were all together again.
So for the past week and a half, we've been taken care of a little baby, once again. Rewarding in some ways, demanding in other ways. She's got a nice loud scream for when she's not happy.
