[Scene:] Al Pacino moves slowly to the forground holding nothing but a ...
Shit, wait... that's the wrong godfather. I meant me!
I got to talk to my friend in Edmonton today, she delivered her baby boy two weeks ago yesterday. Her sister lives with her and her mom is visiting for two weeks, so all's well in the household. She sounds really happy about the whole thing, it all went very well for her. I'm very excited myself, as one of my best friends has a little boy now... she's a mom! Still feels weird to say it after almost a year of talking about it, but she'll be home to visit in 3 weeks time so I guess it will really sink in at that point.
I had a good laugh during our conversation. I know a lot more about birthing and labour than most men would, having watched and read numerous TV show, internet articles and books on the subject. Now that I think about it, I'm not sure why I've read as much as I have, but I read so much about everything under the bloody sun that I guess it just got into the list at some point... go figure...
Anyway, she mentioned that she was in labor for 27 hours, which I know isn't all that uncommon a thing, but I said out loud, "Whew! 27 hours!" to which she replied, "No Dave! I wasn't PUSHING for 27 hours, I was just in labour." I went into peals of laughter, I couldn't help myself. We had a good chuckle over that and imagined how much you'd be pummeling the doctor screaming, "GET HIM OUT, NOW!" after 27 hours of pushing. Hehe!
Anyway, I'm going to be the godfather for the baby so I am rather excited about that too. At this point, the father isn't going to be involved with the child, so while I'm not going to become a father figure per say, I at least look forward to having some impact on this little child... if in no other way, at least I can smile, encourage and give birthday and holiday gifts. :)
