Weed #3

All,

Last week, my wife, my son, & I went to the Outer Banks of N.C. for vacation. 6 hours from home, so the ride sucks, but the area is awesome!

Got there on Saturday, driving through the tail end of Charlie. Charlie was the hurricane, which is nothing but a deep low pressure system. Low pressure is important to this story.

So Sunday night/Monday morn at 2:00 AM, my wife tells me, “Go get your sister, my water just broke.” A few notes about this statement:

1) My sister is an OB/GYN nurse practitioner, that’s why we were getting here 2) My wife was only 33 1/2 weeks along, which is a tad bit early 3) We were 6 hours away from home, which is a LONG way once the membranes have ruptured

So we saddle up and head to the hospital at the Outer Banks. We get in there only to find our they don’t have the facilities to handle preemies, so they’re shipping us to Norfolk.

And hour and a half later, via Ambulance, we’re in Norfolk General Hospital. And then, at 10:12 AM on 8/16, little Gabriel Michael was born.

When your baby is full term, it’s still a long, long wait from when he’s born until you hear that first cry. When your baby’s early, which means his lungs are probably still immature, and it takes 30 seconds before you hear that cry, it a freakin lifetime.

But he did fine, he weighed 5lbs 7 oz and was 17 3/4 inches long. He’s due to be discharged on Wednesday, so the wonderful Norfolk stay will FINALLY be over and he’ll be home.

I am so curious to see how the 2-year-old handles him.

But that’s the story of the bestest sea-shell you could bring home from the beach!!!

My $.02 (1 cent per kid now) Weed

P.S. Justin, Alien Resurrection was HORRIBLE. Winona Ryder in that film is like putting Keanu Reeves in Tim Robbins’ role in Shawshank. A fish out of water. She needs to be in deep, philosophical chick flicks.

EDIT by matthew: fixed formatting.