The Sleepless Dad

Took dogs for walk with baby. The shrieks of the baby with the fussiness of the dogs made this the worst evening I have had in a long time. I almost broke down. Came back home to find that people were now back from their tasks and I left the baby with his mom and took the dogs, one dog was being opinionated so left her back home and took the other one alone. Wasn't a bad walk at all, but peanut the beagle definitely sensed how tense I was & the way she was reacting to me. made me realise just how irritated I was.

So I went out and got drunk, yes a full 1.5 pints of beer and that's apparently enough to send me over the edge! Writing this post under the influence. I'm thinking, this is tough. Of course you're changing the way you live your life, no more going out when you want or doing whatever you did, but... it still feels right. I don't know what the great thing is, but it's there. Maybe it's love.

Today started unlike any other day (almost). My wife woke me up at around 2:30 am because she was having contractions. Unlike the contractions from the day before, today seemed real, looks like this is happening. My reaction? I'm a little scared, very very happy that it's happening. Our baby was supposed to be born on 9th March, today is 20th March. We're both like, let's have him already! But the contractions are still quite far, trying to sleep but no luck. We finally make it over to the hospital at around 11 am after a few very painful contractions. Reach the hospital and the nurse hooks her up to a fetal monitor & that's when it all stops. No more contractions, what the hell, there was a contraction in the car on the way to the hospital, in the bathroom when Ritz was changing, but now, hooked up to the monitor for an hour, nothing... We're waiting for the doctor, I'm feeling quite anxious & unsure of what I'm supposed to be doing. We neve...