17 Oct 2010. What would have been Grampy Lyle "Buttsy" Butts' 98th birthday. Grampy "slipped the surly bonds" earlier this year, just before we announced Laurie's pregnancy. So he never knew about this, his 4th, great grandchild (there would likely have been some confusion on the matter, in any case), but we still find ourselves very lucky that this will - Inshallah - be our son's birthday. Far luckier than if he'd been born on the more sought after, but ultimately more arbitrary, 10/10/10. Though perhaps not as lucky as Dawn and Dean's 8/9/10 11:12 coup!
Really, we've been lucky all around. Laurie's been healthy and, aside from cancelling her 2d trimester trips, had a good pregnancy. I got home in time to spend QT with her and witness the amazing bouncing belly. And even though she's now 9 days past the due date, she's been feeling well and even sleeping decent. Her new job has on-site day care. And lots of good people have been very kind (minus a few jockamo's on her bus route to work).
Now, we're on the final stretch of Mom-appreciation day (oh, what our mother's went through back in the day). Hopefully in the next 3-6 hours we'll be holding a healthy baby boy. In the next hour, if you ask Laurie - the Pitocin is tough stuff, and the epidural only goes so far. Name TBD. Size large. Lineage Euro-mongrel. Temperament calm (don't we wish).
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