My job can get a little intense at times so I generally need an hour or so once I’ve got home to unwind. Unfortunately, because I do thirteen hour shifts and I finish at around 11pm, it can mean I get to bed pretty late sometimes.
I generally potter around on the computer: surf the net, look for updates on other people’s blogs, and obsessively check my site for new comments. Occasionally I even get to eat into Greg and Deb’s precious family time by chatting with them on the webcam.
Usually Kerry is asleep during this whole process, but tonight I went upstairs to go to the loo and saw the bedroom light was on. When I investigated I found her sitting up in bed reading Number Ten by Sue Townsend.
There are two books in this world which have earth shattering significance for me. One is Quite Ugly One Morning by Christopher Brookmyre. This is a book that I was given by a friend on the same day that I met Kerry for the first time. We will quietly gloss over the fact that she chose to date my friend Craig on that particular night rather than myself, but I would like to state for the record that she has since told me she thought I was out of her league because I appeared too intelligent. All lies of course, but I appreciate the gesture.
The second book that is burned across my consciousness is Number Ten by Sue Townsend. This is the book that I read through Kerry’s labour with Amy. I must point out before I get stoned to death that I was reading it during the early stages, when it wasn’t hurting too much. During the latter stages of labour I had a pregnant woman supporting herself by hanging off my neck, so give me a break. Still; that book will always be associated in my mind with that day. When it was all over and they eventually kicked me out of the hospital I went home to my empty house and then was immediately witness to a car crash directly in front of our front door. For some reason that just made things even more… poignant I suppose.
Kerry and I were looking through some photos from our old digital camera today. We found the first photograph ever taken of Amy. I was in two minds whether to post it here or not; I don’t want any grandparents seeing it and having a heart attack because they think we’ve had the baby and we forgot to tell them. Eventually I decided I would post the photo, mainly because my parents don’t read this blog so it would only be in-laws I’d be loosing.
I look at that photo and then think of the wonderful time we’ve had watching that baby turn into the beautiful girl we have now; and just revel in how lucky I am to be on the verge of going through all that again.
Ready when you are Evan. We’re looking forward to meeting you
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Its 4.20 am and I can’t sleep. Thinking about you all, so looking forward to Evan’s arrival, hoping Kerry has an easy time. Yes its different than when Amy was due but none the less exciting. Amy has brought us all so much joy – bring on the next “installment”.
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