Well i'm about to crash after being awake for about 40 straight hours. My wife started labor pains last night at about 10PM. After the first 36 hour labor marathon with Tyler we decided to stay home as long as possible. Got to the hospital at 4AM and Amanda Catherine was delivered at 9:30AM. Baby, Mom and Dad are tired but doing good. Tyler is a bit confused as any single child I guess, and is already pushing the attention meter.
The strange thing is my Mom who passed away a little over a year ago was not here to welcome a grand daughter that she so much wanted from us. But in some ways she was here. My Mom's birthday also fell on the 13th. And the baby's weight was 6-13, my Mom's birthday. And on a stranger note, I am not sure if I told this story. At the exact time my Mom died last year, our pendulum clock at our home stopped at that exact time she passed, except the pendulum continued to swing. We finally had to fix it after a year because it was a bit awkward and eerie to stare at everyday. Do I believe in this type of hoopla I dont know, but it makes you wonder if someone is watching out for some of us, corny as that sounds.
Lights out here and a round of cyber cigars and shots for all
God Bless
