Miniseed

The most hilarious thing happened with us.  Just a few days ago, we called a friend about some private matter, and then our friend asked us about our baby and who our OB was. ”Dr. Graham”, we replied.  As soon as our friend heard that name, she began a tirade about how upset she was with the doctor.  She also had Dr. Graham as her OB, and the doctor mentioned during her routine visits that the baby’s head was down.  When the due date approached, Dr. Graham went on vacation, so another OB attended her that week.  To her horror, the OB discovered that baby’s head was actually up, and she needed an immediate C-section.  She couldn’t believe Dr. Graham made such a big mistake!

Coincidentally, our Dr. Graham had also been insisting to us that the head was down, and Dr. Graham also went on vacation this week, two weeks before the due date.  By this time, goosebumps appeared on my arms and drops of swet began to roll down my forehead as I contemplated whether we had made a disastrous decision choosing our OB .  Why hadn’t we spoken to her about Dr. Graham earlier?  With Karen due any day now, we had no choice but to follow through with this dire situation with Dr. Graham.  What have we done?

Our friend then went on to mention that the reason she chose the doctor was because the doctor was female.  Wait.  Female?  Karen and I looked at each other before rolling on the ground laughing because our Dr. Graham is actually male.  Needless to say, we both breathed a sigh of relief as we once again look upon the arrival date with optimism.

Now if only we can make it past April 1st for that arrival date…

Recall my mentioning of Cherry Blossom as an imagery for the arrival of Spring in my last blog?  I love their appearance, especially when one exists outside my front yard, coloring the block for one lone week of the whole year before it sheds itself of all petals and hibernates until the following Spring.  Unfortunately this year it shed more than just the petals, as it was struck by the unannounced arrival of the snow…

Unfortunately the branches was unable to withstand the weight of both the blossoms and the snow.  Oh and how I used to love seeing everything covered in snow, until now.

Just when I thought Winter has left town and Spring made its grand entrance with the blooming cherry blossoms, we get this…

Karen and I had a comforting discussion in December about how we were glad that we would have to drive in the snow during labor because of the baby being due in April.  It appears that we spoke too soon!

April 11th, 2008. The tentative date of the beginning. Or the end. Everyone familiar with this journey seem to offer the same condolences, that the days of the life as we know it is numbered. Date nights, TV marathons, and video games can be kissed goodbye. Sleeplessness, frustrating moments, and ceaseless work will rule the days. And nights. The luxury of quality eight hour sleep would be supplanted by short, interrupted naps. The eyes shall transform from the monochrome black and white into a crimson red traditionally associated with vampires.  Some call this Doomsday, but others describe this as the beginning of the most wonderful journey one can take. In the end, they say, it will be all worth it.

I hope so.

The writer’s strike had pushed us toward exploring new shows, and the One Tree Hill season 5 premier, which seemed like a new series, got us hooked. Who knows, maybe we’ll even name our child Lucas.