Sorry about all the posts. Guess I have a lot to say tonight.

I remember being at work. I was in the middle of giving a dessert presentation at a table when my phone rang. Right there I answered my phone said "hello" and I heard the 5 words that would change my life forever…"I think my water broke."To think back to that moment now makes my heart swell. The racing home one the 237 trying to merge on to the 87 and going even faster were my thoughts. What will she look like, how long will it take, will I make a good father….will she like me? I get home and run in the house. I'm a little on the frantic side and there is my wife. Sitting there as calm as can be. She acted as if we were just running around the corner to the store. I'm acting like it's World War Three.We get to the hospital and get checked in. The nurses, who were amazing, were in and out. The doctors were in and out, and I remember the anesthesiologist was kind of creepy. After hours of waiting the time to push had come. All that day I had heard women up and down the hall screaming. I'm thinking, "okay, get ready to have your ears blown out." But my ears were fine. My wife's loudest noises were some grunts. I was in awe. Sure I can take a punch better than most, but what I witnessed was incredible. After hours of pushing the doctor says to my wife and me, "I can see the top of the head." I look and I see this dark black hair and this cues the first tear. Before that tear could drop though, I hear, "uh oh." I'm thinking what is "uh oh"? We find out that the baby is transverse and they have to, get this, push the baby back in. So it is decided that we are going to have to get a c-section.They wheel her to the operating room prepped and ready. I'm waiting in the hall for the doctor or nurse or whoever to come get me. Finally I'm escorted into the room in my gown and booties and stand behind the curtain with her head and the hand I'm holding the only visible part of her I see. Then there it is, Faint at first, then the most wonderful breath/scream/cry I have ever heard filled the room. She was here. The nurses cleaned her a little then they put her in my arms so I could walk her to get measured and weighed. As I was walking I knew that I had just become better. I had become more. All the hurt and joy and love and hate had all lead up to this point. I finally became ME. And I get to do it all over again in February.

"A little girl is sugar and spice and everything nice - especially when she's taking a nap"

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