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.