Dad Detail

"... you have no idea how much crap these kids need."
Quote from Three Men and a Baby

This quote kept running through my head over the weekend as I put together a seemingly endless stream of things for the coming kid. Saturday involved a stroller, diaper genie, and bouncer. Sunday I conquered the car baby carrier. Tonight involved me versus the pack-n-play. So far, I'm undefeated, but I wouldn't be much of a father if I lost, now would I?

I thought for sure Amber was going to have the kid early Sunday morning. About 1am, Amber starting having contractions. Strong contractions. She just went full-term on Thursday, so in theory she could have the kid and everything would be cool. It wasn't out of the realm of possibility. I broke out the book, started reading up on the signs of labor, we even called the nurse. Turns out they were just really intense braxton-hicks contractions, but for a minute I was ready to throw her over my shoulder and hightail it to the hospital. She's doing fine now, no serious contractions for well over a day, but she did say that the kid is low in her body. Like, real low. Amber's latest prediction: D-day will be 9-22-09.