Well, as you've probably noticed, the postings here have gotten pretty slim. It seems that my new job takes me away from posting random pre-baby musings. There is a little more stress in our lives.
Some from our jobs. Some from the ever impending arrival of the BY.
(Take right now, for instance. 9:15pm. The GC has just finished lining the BY's dresser drawers. Now she is putting up some artwork. Ultra-nesting behavior!)
I, on the other hand, am dreading going to bed. It sort of freaks me out.
Why? Because every so often, the GC'll gets some contractions. "Ew!" she'll grunt in the middle of the night. This little exclamation somehow pierces my slumber, awakening me instantly. "What?!? You OK?" Hoping she'll say yes...
Then my mind starts to race feverishly... oh lawdy! This is it! Get up now! Wait, my hair is all a mess!! I can't go into the hospital looking like this! I can envision my hair: half stuck in the air on the right, half greasily matted down on the left. Sleep lines creasing my cheeks. Damn... my breath is bad too!! Man, what did I eat last night? How can Cheerios taste like that?!?!? Oh crap!! I drooled everywhere... Crust is lining my right cheek. Man, I really have to wash my face before we go in! But, I have to get the GC into the BWC-WCC before the BY crowns! Ew! That could get scary in the 4Runner!! (Hmmm... I wonder if I can turn it in for the Cash-for-Clunkers Program... probably not now.) Oh man! What am I going to do? Then, as I get more excited.... ew! I piddle a little....
"Yes... its gone now..."
Whew.... my heart, now going at 180 beats/minute lets out a huge sigh. But the damage has been done. I'm up now; wide awake. It'll take me forever to fall back asleep....
Before the next contraction comes...
And that is what it is like being on BY-call!
Yes, well, the contractions aren't so fun for the GC either....
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