I just scored a seat to one of the most exclusive events I can think of.
Tomorrow morning at 7:30 am I will be present for the induction of Lumpyhead’s Mom. Nope, she isn’t getting any cool awards – that would be an induction. Just a baby.
I GET TO BE THERE WHEN THE NEW BABY IS BORN!
I am so psyched! Due to fact that LHM’s mom won’t be able to be here that early in the morning I scored the coveted 5th (Well, 6th if you count LHM, 7th if you count the new baby, 8th if you count the doctor, 11th if you count the nursing staff…) spot.
Fine, maybe it isn’t the most exclusive event in DC, but you aren’t going.
Obviously I was there when my own children were born, but I was kind of out of it from the spinal block. And the lack of sleep. And the severe blood loss. I remember very little of that day. All I know is that I said some very bad words to the anesthesiologist and that I had two babies and one blood transfusion that day.
The only other birth I have witnessed was when this guy was born. NO! Not David Lee Roth. Scroll down you lazy person. I’m only 35 years old!
No matter what I am honored that Lumpyhead’s Mom and Bump are letting me be there for the birth of their third child. Especially since we met on the internet.
Wait a second. Is that weird?
It doesn’t matter. I am still telling people we met at the Creed fanclub meetings.
So anyway, go wish her (and Bump) good luck. They will need it because everyone knows that going from two kids to three kids means changing from man to zone defense.
(This is what we will looks like once again after this baby is born. It has been a while sinced we’ve been able to drink together. Pictured here with Aunt Bob who will also be 1 or the 5, or 11…)