Twins: A Daddy Story
Michael, on host 68.91.56.200
Tuesday, August 15, 2006, at 17:28:24
Well, I said I would post this on my blog, which I did. But since it's been fairly quiet I figured it might be good to post here as well.
July 1stish Hannah: "I feel kinda funny. I don't think it's labor, but my back kinda hurts." Me: "You're not due for a couple weeks. I'm sure it's nothing. Probably just dialating." Hannah: "Yeah, probably."
July 2nd My old Boss: "Oh, by the way, how are things with your wife?" Me: "Oh, not bad. We're getting ready for the twins, which could come at any time now" My old Boss: "That so? Oh yeah...go home. We decided to end your contract." Me: "You're kidding." My old Boss: "Nope. Sorry. Not my decision, though. Wish you well."
July 3rd Hannah: "I'm tired. It's late. Come to bed." Me: "Okay. Since I don't have to go to work at night, I might as well start sleeping at night again."
July 4th 1:43 A.M. Me: "Hannah? Where are you?" Hannah: "I'm right here. My stomach was hurting, so I got up." Me: "You okay?" Hannah: "I think so. I must have just eaten something bad."
1:47:A.M. Hannah: "Michael, come here please!" Me: "Are you okay?" Hannah: "I think I'm in labor." Me: "I'll be right there"
1:51 A.M. Hannah: "I think I'm having the baby!" Michael: "Okay, what do you want me to do?" Hannah: "Will you check me?" Michael: "Uh...Yeah...you're crowning, darlin." Hannah: "AAAAAUUURRRRGGGHHHHH!!!!" Elisabeth: "WAAAAAAAAAAAAA!!!!!!!!"
1:52 A.M. Me: "Hello, midwife? You're too late. Come anyway." Hannah: "It still hurts!" Me: *knock knock knock on Duane and Laurie's door* (still on the phone with the midwife) Duane and Laurie: *rustle shuffle* "Hmmm? What?" Me: *KNOCK KNOCK KNOCK* "Laurie? Can you come here? You've got a new granddaughter and Hannah and I need your help" Laurie: "You're kidding!"
2: 00 A.M. Hannah: "Michael, don't sit there, you're hurting me!" Me: (Trying to move)"Hannah, I'm holding a baby to whom you are still attached. My options are somewhat limited." Hannah: "Here comes the boy!" Laurie: "What do I do?" Me: "Try not to let him hit the floor." Uriah: "Just to throw you all off, I will now be born backward and without breaking my water until the absolute last second." Spectators: "Oooh...Aahhh" *clap clap clap*
2:15 A.M. Midwives: "We're here! Did we miss anything?" Me: "Uh...yeah. Pretty much everything. But you can clean up, if you want." Midwives: "Sure thing!"(They cut cords, deliver placentas, clean up, check everybody out, and let all of the non-professionals breathe again, as there is now someone here who knows what they're doing.) Babies: "Zzzzzzzz..."
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