The Dry Run

Hey Son!

  Well, this morning we went to San Antonio Hospital after we thought your mom's water may have broken.  It was just a small amount, but we wanted to check, so we called the hospital and they told us to come in.

  They examined your mom, and you, today, and called you a "wiggle worm" because you were moving so much.  It's a healthy thing, and a good thing, actually, so be proud of your new title!  They checked your mom's cervix, said she was still completely closed, and checked a sample under the microscope, looking for "fern-like" evidence of amniotic fluid.  They didn't find anything that made them think your mom's water had broken, so they were about to send us home - but you wiggled away from the heart monitor, so the nurse asked that we stay a little longer after they found you again, just to make sure you were alright.

  Satisfied that you were fine, they unhooked your mom from the monitors and we went to the Rancho Cucamonga Police Department to have them check out your little car seat. We want to make sure you'll be safe. Then I had a conference call with my "bosses" at The Crosby Group (the folks for whom I work).

  We ended up going to your aunt Casey's socker game, where we saw her score two goals, and during that time, your mom starting feeling a little funny.  We came home, finished making tortilla soup, and then your mom started having contractions.  She's in the shower right now, and has decided to change your middle name from "Danger" to "Son of a b----" as she's not having a really fun time right now.

  But all of that is in fun.  We love you so much and can't wait to meet you!  The time is drawing near!

  I love you so much.

   Dad