Each day that passes with no labor pains, no broken water, no diddly squat ... we keep looking ahead and finding some sort of purpose to an upcoming date, like some kind of deadline that will have some kind of special meaning.
After we passed Mother's Day, we looked ahead to May 27th - the day Kathy predicted she would give birth early on in the preganancy. When that passed, June 1st became the next logical date - a June baby. When that passed, we thought we were destined to just hit our Due Date of June 10. When that came and went, we couldn't help but to eye Friday the 13th of June. Were we superstitious enough to be bothered by that day? Frankly, I kind of was, but Kathy gives no credence to Friday the 13th, walking under ladders or black cats or any other superstition that comes down the pike.
So next ... Sunday, June 15th. Father's Day. We're way past Due. What a perfect and meaningful day to become a father for the first time. It could be the most perfect poetic pot of gold at the end of this long, long rainbow.
Nope. Nothing. The kid still sits in the belly - kicking and squirming.
We had a "Baby Pool" to suffice the gambling urge of those attending Kole's first baby shower back on April 20. The latest day picked was June 14. So, we've officially passed by everyone's expectations.
So still we wait ... and wait ... and wait ...
11 years ago
Good job Keith, look forward to viewing updates.
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when the heck is this kiddo getting here? i'm just waiting, waiting, waiting.. by the way, my fellow write-for-a-living friend, it's a new chick in the "coop," not coup. love ya's, mean it. now go have that baby!
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