On Friday we were a couple, now we’re a family. God blessed us with a beautiful baby boy who we named Ali. I’m not actually sure what to write, nothing I could write can possibly do justice to this event. All I can say is that I’m thankful that he’s healthy, that my wife Nina recovered so quickly, and that both our families were there to help us every step of the way.

It came at a most opportune time as well. My father, who is currently living in Iraq, was in town for two weeks and left literally the day after Ali was born.

Ali… my son. I think that’ll take more getting used to than calling Nina my wife. Honestly, I don’t think it hit me yet. I haven’t slept properly in three days and I feel light-headed as a result. Not that I’m complaining, I didn’t go through labor like Nina did and she’s slept even less than I have. Still…. maybe it’ll fully hit me once I get a good night sleep in a week or two? …. or three?

Both my wife and I agree that he’s worth every waking hour. He’s a good boy. Only cries when he has to eat or be changed and stops right after his needs are met. We were very fortunate so far and I’m very grateful to God. A big thank you for everyone out there who had us in their thoughts and prayers. God bless you all.