I had a baby last week. My new little one — Travis — arrived about 10 weeks ahead of schedule. (This is related to alt-meat, I promise — stick with me!)
While I’m in my office, writing this, Travis is chilling in the NICU about 10 minutes from home.
I visit him every day, but I’m not camped out in the hospital with him 24/7. This has sparked some well-meaning questions: Don’t I want to…