Archive for the ‘Getting Ready’ Category

Who knew it would hard to maintain a blog when (a) your in-laws were sleeping in the living room of your apartment, (b) your wife was 9 months and 6 days pregnant, (c) your apartment was flooded, and (d) the only way you could connect to your hotel’s router was by holding your laptop two feet off the ground while standing in the bathroom?

For my next act, I will try something easier, like . . .

But, seriously, I’m not posting to complain. I’m posting because we just had an hour of contractions, each 4 to 5 minutes apart.

One more hour of this and we’re grabbing our bags.

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Get Comfy

I’ve added a Due Date image to the sidebar. Technically, we’re due this Thursday. But the baby is still riding high and the cervix through which we expect it to emerge has yet to dilate (0 cm).

So we could be here awhile.

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. . . our parents finally met. That’s right. We’ve been married for over 5 years and yet we have somehow avoided crossing the in-laws streams. How is that possible, you ask? It’s a two step process. First, you elope. Second, you put all your shit in boxes and move to California. See how that works?

Approximate distance from my parents: 2646 miles.

Approximate distance from hers: 2060 miles.

It may appear as if we were trying to avoid people, but really we just wanted to start a separate life together. Plus, California called.

Still, we remain wildly interested (okay, terrified) in what’s going to happen this week when my Obama-voting, Maddow-loving, non church-attending, cat-rescuing, XBOX-playing, occasionally cursing Mother meets Leigh Ann’s Palin-supporting, Hannity-loving, church three times a week-attending, scripture-quoting, non-smoking-drinking-swearing Father.

They’re both great people.

But we’re about to see if they have anything to talk about.

Maybe . . . football?

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I can’t imagine anything more terrifying than the infant CPR course I took last night. The thirty-or-so of us sat around, talked about all the horrible things that can happen to your baby, then watched videos like this one. Skip to the 0:53 mark to preview the nightmares I expect to have tonight:

I’m not sure there’s any way around it, but showing videos like these to expectant parents is a bit like telling a method actor that his next role will be as Heath Ledger. You gotta do the work, but it’s not a great place to be.

Now back to puppy dogs, unicorns, and rainbows . . .

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