thump thump thump thump thump...
Hearing the heartbeat of something that is 3 millimetres big is quite an experience. Even saw you on the monitor. A tiny white smudge within the blackness of the womb (I'm pretty sure you look just like me). Doctor says so far so good.
Pleased to meet you kid
Your dad
29th July 2014
A personal diary on how our lives are about to change with the arrival of our first child. The experiences of a soon to be dad who is still a child at heart. And who knows. Maybe one day he/she will be reading this
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Showing posts with label diary. Show all posts
Tuesday, July 29, 2014
First Scan
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Tuesday, July 15, 2014
And so it begins
New Life! Quite literally
I got the call from your mother yesterday around
lunch time while daydreaming in the office. What it was that she said to me
exactly I can’t remember now but it was some smartass remark, you know what she’s
like. Bottom line, well in fact, the bottom line was that there was a bottom
line. Faint, but definitely there. Google* says, faint or not, it is a
positive, no doubt about it.
I’m not sure how I felt at that moment. Don’t get
me wrong, it was mostly excitement mixed with joy all with a hint of sheer
terror. An emotional overload but disappointment, I promise you, was not part
of the cocktail. I calculated your estimated birthday but later realized I had
got it wrong by a month or so. I couldn’t even add ‘9’ to July.
Forty minutes later we are in the car, in the mid-summer’s
midday heat heading to the clinic for verification. Not that I needed it by
that point but it seemed an important milestone to be completed, a sort of
officiality to it. A simple blood test the results of which would come 3-4
hours later, not instantly as we thought/hoped.
Six in the evening I am back at home staring at
your mum staring at the phone. Three hours pass, four hours pass, the phone ringing
a few times in between and anxiety is rising exponentially. I am smoking and
drinking cold rose wine. I am trying to convince your mum to have a small glass
-surely she would have joined me if we hadn’t found out today- but no. No way. Five
hours pass and it is now time to act. Your mother has just obtained the doctor’s
mobile, a desperate text, a reply that he will shortly be in touch, another
hour’s wait, smoking, drinking, ordering Chinese takeaway and then the call comes
through. Brief and to the point:
You’re on your way kid and things are about to
get interesting
Your dad
15 July 2014
15 July 2014
(ETA 8,5 months)
* a popular internet search engine we use in 2014. Google it, or whatever the equivalent is these days
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