The baby finally came. We have a daughter. She’s called Ada. I love middle initials, I enjoy my ‘M’ so much that I thought she might like one too, so she’s Ada May. Her birthday is the 23rd of October. She came one day early.

Lots of people have spotted the connection to the proto-programmer and feminist icon, or the programming language that took her name. Truth be told, these are excellent associations, but supplementary; the original inspiration came from a pop song I was very taken with. It’s got Sufjan Stevens on piano, you know.

These photos are all taken at the “Woah dude, I’ve got a baby!” and “troops of admiring relatives”‘ phases, and are a few weeks old. We’re currently at the “Oh bugger, she actually isn’t going to sleep for more than 30 minutes in 24 hours” phase, and photo-ops have been pushed far from mind.