With the run-up to the Kid’s first birthday fully underway, I thought this would be a good time to reflect on the past 12 months.Sunday, April 22, 2007
The Kid’s due date had officially passed, and the Wife was anxious (understatement) to get it over with. The nursery was ready for the arrival, with all the equipment laid out in a manner that would make a NASCAR garage boss proud. The go-bags were packed and placed by the front door, and we waited for things to get going. A walk around the Severn River Trade School seemed like it might do the trick. It was a beautiful day, but no luck in bringing on labor.
Monday, April 23, 2007
I went to work as usual, and the Wife had an appointment with the doc. The doc took the decision that an induction was now in order, scheduled for that afternoon. It was to be a 4 pm check-in as I recall. I phoned my boss (who had her first baby the previous November) and let her know what was going on. Her response was something like “What the heck are you still doing at work? Get going!” I complied. Was I excited? Yup. Was I nervous? You bet your sweet bippy.
I got home and we made sure everything was ready home-wise. It was. The grandparents were phoned, and the current situation was explained. The Wife’s parents (Lilly and the Toolbox) made preparations for the 3 hour drive and planned to arrive sometime after 6 that evening. My parents are only about an hour away, so they said that they would have their phones handy. We fully anticipated a labor duration of at least several hours, so we’d be able to give fair warning.
At about 3:30, we left home with all of the accoutrements we packed; digital camera, tripod, iPod, laptop, snacks, comfy clothes, toiletries, cell phones, battery chargers, books, and games. Got to the hospital and checked in, which was about as complicated as checking into a Holiday Inn (no kidding). We were taken to the room, where we un-packed and readied ourselves mentally, physically, and spiritually. This was going to happen. It was real, there was no turning back, and by the next day, our lives would be different. The only thing we didn’t know was how different…Next episode: What do you mean by “problem”?
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http://youtube.com/watch?v=o5YMVO7-8ns
and what is jeopardy thinking with the above link...blog about wife and baby-to-be or about the above, which jeopardy will get about one minute into it.
jeopardy, did you get your wife's permission to use that photo? She is going to kill you. Women do not like to be reminded of the whale days! Dead man walking.
Nope. I didn't ask. In the words of Calvin (the comic strip kid, not the philosopher), "I don't need to ask questions I already know the answer to..."
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