We hadn't given much thought to the hospital security system because Lorelei was really never out of our sight. See, I am a night person. I am (mostly) happy to take the night shift and sleep in fits and starts in accordance with Lorelei's whims. To take the edge off that "mostly," Sean gets up a bit earlier so I can get a couple of hours of uninterrupted sleep in the morning. This system works for us. So, she was never even in the hospital nursery without us. (We even went with her when she needed to be weighed and such. We'd be hovering in our jammies and one of the nurses would say, "First baby..." This was not a question.)
Because the hospital has an overly active legal department, you cannot carry a baby in the halls. Instead, she has to be in an aquarium like enclosure like this:
One morning at the hospital Lorelei was being particularly vocal. Sean didn't want her to wake me so he took the aquarium out for a stroll. Perhaps you see where this is going...
I was in a deep sleep when three nurses burst into the room screaming, "WHERE'S YOUR BABY?! WHERE'S YOUR BABY?!" My reaction quickly went like this:
Confusion.
Panic.
Terror.
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