... and Olivia makes four.

Call my insane but I love kids, so much that my wife and I just had our fourth. Wait, correction: my wife just had our fourth. While I ran around and tried to take care of the other three my wife sat mostly alone in a hospital room anxiously awaiting her epidural. Little Olivia came out at 2:30am (oh Christ!) and is doing fine. Thankfully the midwife who delivered her had a sister in the area who sat with the kids until after 3 am. She was a blessing because I could focus on my wife and the delivery. I guess some angels don't wear wings.

Today I'm trying to take care of the kids while my wife gets pampered at the hospital. She deserves it. Now the sleepless nights continue in my house for another thirty years. Like I said, call my insane.