So it's been almost three weeks since our second little one has joined us.
It was an amazing experience that was, in many ways, quite different than with our first. For one, Sophia was a week early. And, of course, she was born here in Korea instead of the states. Also, instead of a harrowing high-speed dash to the hospital in the middle of the night like last time, we pre-scheduled 119 (Korea's answer to 911) to come to the house with minimal information.
Just like the first time, contractions started early, and they progressed incredibly fast. Upon arrival at the hospital, my wife was rushed into a bleary eyed emergency delivery room. Less than 20 minutes later, Sophie joined us. There was a lot of screaming in the interim. I didn't get to go into the delivery room this time around, but felt confident that the doctors and nurses knew what they were doing.
What was so wonderful, though, is that although my current job doesn't have any vacation or time off allotted, this sweet little kid came on the Friday before Chuseok, Korea's Thanksgiving break. This year, our school was off until the next Thursday, effectively giving me roughly six days to stay with the wife and kiddo. Perfect timing (just like Evelyn's entrance just prior to Spring Break).
All in all, the hospital and post-natal clinic experience was amazing. Both of us were much less frantic this time around ("been there, done that") but it still was magical. One of my coworkers remarked that I'm a real dad now. Like, a dad that has children, plural.
Sophie's been sleeping and eating like a champ. She's incredibly gentle and much more calm than Evelyn was (slash still is). Both are unique, both are special, and both make life that much more amazing.
Couldn't be happier.