We finally got the call. For the past couple of weeks we’ve been on “baby watch.” Our friends are expecting a baby and had asked us to watch their children while they go to the hospital for the birth. Today, sometime shortly before 2 AM, on what just so happens to be the due date, we got the long-awaited call. Because it was the middle of the night they asked if I would be able to come to their house so they would not have to wake their two children. Because the contractions were only three minutes apart they asked if I would be able to do it quickly.
So I suppose this is a logical time to apologize to the Ontario Provincial Police and the Halton Regional Police Department for what probably amounted to a good few traffic offenses, most of which were based on driving too quickly on snow-covered highways. One member of the HRPC no-doubt saw me slam on my breaks as I realized I was about to blow past an unmarked car on the highway. Thank you for being too interested in that big ‘ol cup of coffee to pay attention. I could use a cup of Joe right about now.
Anyways, I managed to wake up (kind of), get dressed (I think), and drive clear across town (literally) in about fifteen minutes. That’s pretty good for a guy who, as my wife can attest, has trained himself to sleep through pretty well anything related to babies.
And now we wait (and pray, of course).
6 AM Update
A healthy baby boy, Alexander, was born at around 4:30. Woohoo! As soon as the kids wake up I’ll take them to meet their little brother.
