Congrats! Glad that all went well! Everything, barring some colic, will be buttery smooth until the age of approximately 12-13, when this formerly adorable child will 1.) know everything that he or she needs to know to succeed in life and 2.) hates you. The good news, if you can call it that, is that if you can keep him or her alive long enough, the brain kicks in again in the early to mid 20s, and he or she realizes just how smart you are/were and will marvel at just how much shit you endured on his or her behalf.
Or...or...you get lucky and the child behaves like my brother did in his teen years: he rarely leaves the house because he's playing the capture the flag mode for Quake 24/7; if he leaves, he tells you where he is going, what time he is leaving that location, and actually goes/stays there as planned; at most, backs into a friend's car occasionally because, well, he just fuckin' sucks at teh reverse. In that case, you just count your lucky stars and remind yourself that if or when you have another, there is no way in hell you'll luck out twice in a row and have 2 that behave that way.
Finally, I just want to remind you that I once read that if you stand really close to a microwave oven every time it's running, you can become sterile. I read it on the Internets. Or maybe an IRC channel back in the day. Every time I pass one at work, and someone is nuking lunch, I hug that mofo and explain why.
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