I'd like to say that I've been one busy person since the last I "blogged". Well, ok I'll say it...I've been one busy person. (Only my wife and mother-in-law have a say so as to the truth in this statement.) However, I do have some very interesting news for you on the baby front:
According to the esteemed Dr. Shpeelvogel we have 0 dilation. Yes, zero. Thats officially...No Progress. I'm not sure if thats a penalty in college football or not, but if it is then the doc has thrown the flag. Kent, I think that means Jr. started and ended the race in the same position. Ok enough allusion. (But, seriously, that means no baby news.) So, we continue to wait.
Because there is no baby progress, this means there is lots of dog parking, a few tail whippins laid down by Deby at the mini-golf course (She's good!), and countless talks by both Amanda and myself with Ooph on when she is coming. Amanda and I are good with just about any moment, but apparently our little one has other plans. I had heard this was the case with babies, but I didn't want to believe it until now. I figured the moment we were officially "Full Term" she would know it and head on out...nope. Now that we are at "Full Term plus One Week" we're quickly learning she has a mind of her own. Which I'm ok with for now because as she is growing up I'll be able to make those silly little statements that dads make about being so proud that their daughter is an independent and free thinking youngster. I see that mindset lasting all the way to age 12, when I'll no longer be proud of her free thinking and independent ways and ready to chain her to the wall.
All told, this post is nothing but a minor glimpse into that game we are playing everyday...the waiting game. There are all sorts of things that have been done to pass the time; I assembled our stroller, we unpacked and sorted through all her things about 50 times, arranged little dresses the size of my foot...I even gave Walker a bath in her tub just to test it out. (Ha, just kidding!!) We're just antsy and we aren't good at waiting. Its funny because we watch tv, read books, play "Deal or No Deal", blog, go dogparking, eat, work, sleep, buy new sandals, grill out, chase the mongrels around the apartment complex, and all with this funny tension in the air. Now, its not the kind of tension thats felt, say, when you have to go home and tell your mom you were sent to the principal's office. No, its the tension of knowing that everything we know about our lives, EVERYTHING, is about to change. No big deal, right?! Of course it is, and I won't even pretend to know whats coming, but I do know that we are ready to embrace all this change headed our way. Now, if we could only convince the baby of this...
Alright, I've gotta run now. I'm sorry this post wasn't quite as long as the usual and that there really isn't much to tell. I did feel though that my readers were due an update. Cross your fingers that the next post will bear a title announcing to the world that little ___ Paige is here!! Now, there is a lot of time to kill and expectant tension to slice. I think I'm gonna go arrange baby shoes or something!!
