“We have a baby.”

I don’t know anything! It’s KILLING ME!! Dad’s here, Carmen and Stephanie are here.

Becky just sent me a text, “I’m pushing, send mom in.”

How bad could it possibly be if she’s texting in the middle? Modern pharmaceuticals are amazing.

SHE’S STARTING TO PUSH!!!

She’s at 6 cm. Soooo boring. Becky’s drugged up and numb from the waist down and still whining about the pain. Such a baby.

Danny’s here now and the nurses are giving us unapproving glances since there are more of us than them. There’s no one else in the hall so it’s not like there’s anyone else to bother. Nazi nurses! Tanya and I stole hospital bracelets so we can look like Becky.

They just gave her the epidural and broke her water. She’s doing really well. She’s at 5cm. Tanya just arrived and is trying to convince Becky to let her examine her. Becky’s not having it.

We went to the hospital early this morning. The doctor gave Becky drugs to induce labor and so far having a baby is really boring. Nothing has happened. They were nice enough to upgrade me from the waiting room to Becky’s room so at least I can hang out with her and Jordi instead of with the “common folk” in the bottom of the boat. I’m trying to convince Jordi to play manhunt with me and since Becky can’t get out of bed, she can be base.

At home, watching TV with sister, waiting for this bloomin’ baby to get here. Becky’s taking every advantage of her last day of pregnancy by demanding candy and donuts and our assistance. She’s so lazy. hehe I could try and write about something else, something relevant and inspiring but all I can think about is BABY BABY!

and that becky walks like a hippo.

Becky’s dilated 1cm. What exactly that means I have no idea BUT they are going to induce on Thursday if she is not yet in labor. I’M SO EXCITED!

Today is Becky’s due date. Family and friends are waiting patiently for the arrival of this little one. I can’t help thinking how the arrival of this little one will change not just Becky’s life but all our lives. The future seems foggy ahead of me, untraveled territory. It is truly a milestone, the first of my siblings to have their own, and it makes me feel a little old, perhaps more mature. But also more like a child because i don’t think any of us are prepared to take care of an actual child, a living breathing screaming child.

In one sense we are anxious, but I think i am also not in rush to change, we will never be here again.