It started out as an uneventful day. Maureen was due on the seventh, so we decided to go do our jurisdictions (you need to watch the Duggar's to get that). We headed out tot he grocery store to pick up our supplies. While there, Maureen had to stop in to the restroom. When she came out, she had this weird look on her face and said that she thought her water may have broken. We finished up at Ralph's and went home.
At this point, Maureen calls the doctor's office and they advise to go into the Emergency Room. It's about 1:30 PM and there's not much going on at the Emergency Room. We were escorted into a room and basically sat there for 3.5 to 4 hours waiting to see if the Mrs. had gone into labor. It was funny how they'd apologize for sticking hands and fingers in certain delicate places in Maureen. Anywho, at about 5:30, they told Maureen that she wasn't in labor. It turns out she may have had a little accident.
One good thing was that we got to watch Gangland on the History Channel. There was a marathon on tv that day and we learned about all sorts of street gangs. Previously, our knowledge of street gangs was based on Boyz in da Hood and Blood in Blood Out: Bound By Honor.
It would take 2 more days before our little John would decide that the time was nigh. That's quite a story that involves Showboat, The Last Dragon, the Wimbledon final, Coldplay, and baby poop. I'll be sure to post it on Tuesday.
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