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Thursday, March 7, 2013

Late night practice run



My lovely wife called from my daughter's house last night. My daughter was having some regular and hard contractions. That was one of the get down to the hospital indicators.

Of course, it was snowing and temperatures were bouncing around the freezing mark -perfect for icy roads. My lovely wife asked if I wouldn't mind driving everyone down in the veggie van. The van is a big heavy vehicle with good aggressive tires.

So off to town I went, picked up the ladies and then drove over the mountains to the hospital. Of course, once we got there, contractions stopped. They ran some tests and sent us back home.

Back over the mountain we went. I dropped the women folk off in town, then went home to let the dog out and feed the woodstove. Got everything squared away by 3 a. m..

Some babies take their own sweet time. That's just the way it is. The nurses tell me it's because this one is a boy and men nothing but trouble. She might be biased, but who am I to argue?

So all is well and wait goes on.

-Sixbears

16 comments:

  1. At least you had the chance to make a practice run.

    That little rascal is trying to keep you all on your toes, isn't he?

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    1. I'll try to not hold it against him. :)

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  2. As long as everybody's healthy, all is good!

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  3. Tell the daughter to plan a dinner party! I did that all three times and that was ALWAYS the day the REAL deal began, lol.

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  4. Happy gestating, hope the soon to be Mom is as comfortable as can be.

    Boys can be some trouble, but girls in teenage years are the Debo! My soon to be 10 year old daughter is ahead of the game, got the sarcasm chromisome Big Time. I should have known better to marry a scorpion, she inherited my wife's sassy ways!

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    1. I raised 3 daughters and have 3 granddaughters. I'm lucky to be alive.

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  5. I believe we all choose the time of our birth and too, that we choose our parents...

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    1. So . . . there's no one to blame but ourselves? I can live with that.

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  6. If what the Flying Tortoise said is true, I sure picked the right parents and I am sure this baby did, too.

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    1. Did Okay with my folks. Lucky my dad is still around.

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  7. It won't be long now. Can we start calling you Pappy now? I envy you a grandson to spoil rotten. Teach him well. : )

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    1. Already teaching the grandaughters how to live like wild people.

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  8. Phyllis (N/W Jersey)March 7, 2013 at 9:12 PM

    Get plenty of sleep while you can! And keep the coffee pot on...





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    1. That's the plan. Just woke up from a long nap.

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