60 Days to Heaven

So far, the most intriguing part about my wife’s pregnancy has been two statements that have been used in regular rotation in the last week.

I’m tired.

I’m hungry.

Neither of which can be satisfied, mind you, but they are intriguing because my ignorance about pregnancy gives me the feeling that if the first month is like this, what are the sixth, seventh and eighth months going to be like? Will she be a sleepless zombie who constantly craves Pepsi and Doritos? I hope not, because she means too much to me to not have proper rest and nutrition.

Today was the first run to the store in our pregnancy. You know, the run to the store to pick up something that the mother is craving? Yeah, that run. I took a moment outside of the 7-11 to reflect on the significance of it, to save it in my memory’s hard drive to cherish in moments where one run becomes four daily or nightly.

Today’s product was ginger ale. I wonder what it will be down the line? What are you going to have my wife craving little guy/gal? Will it be chocolate? Will it be nothing at all because she’ll be sick? Very intriguing stuff.

On Sunday, we discovered that most of our church family had heard the good news. People were so excited and happy to talk to us about the coming little one. I’ve seen other church family members with small infants, and it’s so beautiful to see how one little baby can create so many positive feelings. Especially when they don’t have to change, feed or carry the little baby. It does seem that we’ll have a solid network of babysitters should the need ever arise, and the prayer network I’m sure is tremendous.

So pray I don’t drink all of the ginger ale before my wife wants some more.

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