That's right! We're having a baby!
He or she (we don't know yet) was due November 11, 1998.
Saturday , Nov 21th, 1998, 4:50am
Mom's been up with contractions since 1:00am. We have scheduled to induce
this morning at 7:00. So it looks like everthing's coming together...!
We're ready, and waiting. The crib and cradle and changing table are
all set up. We've painted the baby's
a neutral light-green color. We have a car seat, stroller, diapers, all
kinds of towels & "clean-up things", and some nifty toys.
I've (Dean) been boning up on my Quake 2 skills, although it'll be
a few years before the young'un bellies up to the keyboard to frag some
aliens. But it's best to be prepared. Her mom's been singing baby-songs
and speaking French to her tummy ("Qu'est ce que je t'adore, mon petit
bebe!"). It's something to see, trust me. I've been countering with
some Bruce Springsteen showstoppers, but mom thinks the little one'll
come out thinking life is all about desolation and driving cars. I don't
Barney sings any Bruce, so she could be right.
Mom's done great all along, a picture-perfect
pregnacy throughout (Except for the reluctant star's delayed appearance,
of course!). Dean, on the other hand, is suffering from sympathy
pains. This is why men don't have babies.
We have names picked out:
As you can see, we're lost on a name for a girl. We've gone through a few hundred, and haven't found "the one". We have a few candidates, but still haven't decided for certain. Maybe tonight.
- "Jack" if it's a boy
- "????" if it's a girl
We've taken classes on babies, birthing, etc., and know which end to powder*,
so I'm sure we're "all set." Piece of cake, now it can only
get easier from here on out, right? Uh huh...
(* - actually, powder's a no-no these days, see how much we know?)
And now, for the star of the show!...