Well, this is too rich.
At about 6:00, as Suni, Waylon, and I were sitting down for dinner, Suni said, “I think I’m starting to have labor pains.”
“Okay,” I said, “I’m going to call my mom.” That is a man’s reaction to anything even slightly traumatic… or at least this man’s. So I did just that, at which point the wife said, “Let’s go to Target and get Waylon some toys.”
Now, I found that to be an odd response to labor pains, but who I am to argue with a woman in labor? So, my mom picked up Waylon, and off we went to Target. There we saw my Aunt Judy and Uncle Ronnie, bought Waylon some toys, and went home to watch House. The House intro has not yet begun when Suni emerged from the bathroom and said “We need to go to the hospital.”
Ten minutes later we walked into the FBC. We were in triage less than forty-five minutes, then they moved Suni in a room. I ran home to get the camera, and returned to discover that there were some developments. It is now 11:20, and the epidural is starting to kick in. Much to Suni’s chagrin, she got no Stadol this go ‘round.
My ETA for Calvin Ford Stinson is 06:15. I’ll keep you posted. I wanted to photoblog this, but Suni said I could either do that or stay married. I guess there will be no pictures.
3 comments:
WOW!! Good luck Suni and it will all be over soon!! Cole, i can't belive you are blogging, you should be giving Suni a foot rub or back rub or something!! step it up!!
Also, i hope Waylon got some great toys:))
love, jen
WOW!! Good luck Suni and it will all be over soon!! Cole, i can't belive you are blogging, you should be giving Suni a foot rub or back rub or something!! step it up!!
Also, i hope Waylon got some great toys:))
love, jen
Wait a minute... You didn't watch House first?
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