When running in cold weather, does it make sense to run in hat, gloves and shorts? I saw a fella run like that this week- it was cold and likely to rain, but really, shorts?
OMG. Six weeks to go!
I met up with Greg today, a friend who has been a dad for a year or so now. He has a son, Jake. His advice to me today was “pack a bag, now.”
Little Jake was born early. Early enough that he and his wife were cought unexpected, and off to hospital five weeks early. (I think it was five weeks)
So picture the scene- I could be sitting in hospital, with Deirdie, hoping to get to Mothercare before mum and Junior get home. Not good.
So, today’s question is: “What goes into a going-to-hospital bag?”
I guess I need to pack some clothes for Deirdie, some jamas, a wash kit, some food.. Anything else?
Save me from death by retail.
I like gadgets as much as the next man, but I can feel the object of my obsession beginning to drift. Gone are the sessions cruising eBay for obscure tech toys or lusting after the latest thing-ummy. I now seem to be looking up things for Junior. On this path lies madness. There is a whole army of stores trying to part me from my cash, all of them telling me their product is a must-have for little Junior. How do you tell? They’re preying on my lack of subject knowledge. Perhaps by child number #2 (with luck, and a little fun) I’ll be better prepared to distinguish the crud fom the essential- but for now, cancel my eBay account and keep me away from the shops and internet! Having said that, I’ve found stores that sell wicked T-Shirts. So far, tshirthell.com seems to have the most extreme. I think I may have to buy the “daddy drinks because I cry”. http://www.tshirthell.com/babyhell.shtml I also liked one store selling “I love boobies” T-shirts- matching father and son sizes too!
Eight Weeks and Counting
In 8 weeks time, I’m going to be a dad, and Deirdie- my wife- will be a mum. This is the start of my journal of the days ahead. Somewhere to share the lessons I’ve learnt, and hopefully pick up tips from friends.
At very worse, this site may just end up being my Christmas message to the world because apparently, I’m going to be quite busy in the future, may be short on sleep and may not always feel like filling this in!
So, 8 weeks to go. Every piece of evidence I can gather definitely points to Deirdie being pregnant and not just putting on weight after all. So far we’ve had two ultrasound scans, meeting with a midwife and the antenatal classes. Deirdie looks pregnant, her belly is out, and occasionally we see kicks or even limbs moving under her skin.
Proof positive or alien?
The midwife tells us to expect Junior on the February 14th. I think there is some artistic interpretation here. I think any baby born in February is just given that due-date automatically, so that friends & relatives of new parents give an extra big “ooooh!” when they’re told.
Anyway, eight weeks and counting. Fatherhood awaits.