I need to reclaim my manhood

My wife and I went to see "Howard the Duck" in the theatre the day before we birthed our second child. She was a scheduled C section up in Lafayette. We drove up the day before checked into a hotel and went to the movies to kill time We STILL laugh at that one! ;)
BTW-that was 23 years ago as of this past August 12th-goodness time travels fast when you're having fin.
My wife was scheduled to go into the hospital to be 'induced' at 3pm. She was way overdue and feeling quite miserable.

On the way in I saw that we were early. So I stopped at the local El Fenix and ate their cheese and onion enchilada plate... while she looked on in disgust.

That was 35 years ago and I still hear about til this day.
 
Nothing unmanly about putting together cribs, baby stuff, etc. It's time you'll treasure one day. Before you know, they'll be smoking cigars and drinking your Scotch. Then they'll turn ten and really start growing up...

+1 ;) .................(had to get to 10 characters)
 
You'll face more challenges if you have a daughter. The one that still burns in my mind is me taking the kids to get their hair cut, son about 5 and daughter about 3. While son is getting his hair cut I entertained my daughter by sitting on the floor playing with little plastic dinosaurs with her. At the time I was only a year or so out of the Army had been working construction, so I was in pretty good shape. Though my beard had grown about a foot by then and my hair was just getting to the ponytail stage. I was just waiting for someone to laugh but I guess the scene looked a little too bizarre for comment.
 
My wife was scheduled to go into the hospital to be 'induced' at 3pm. She was way overdue and feeling quite miserable.

On the way in I saw that we were early. So I stopped at the local El Fenix and ate their cheese and onion enchilada plate... while she looked on in disgust.

That was 35 years ago and I still hear about til this day.

My wife went into labor about bed time. She called the Doc's answering service, who said, "It's your first. Hang around the house as long as you can." So we did. I went to bed; she cleaned the house. About 4:00 A.M., she woke me up wanting to go to the hospital. We called the Dr. again, and actually talked to someone with medical experience, who gave the same advice as the answering service. Wife wants to go now, no matter what the experienced medical personnel say. So we load up the car and take off. It's five miles to the hospital, and almost 5 A.M. Breakfast time, right? So I stop at the local Stop-n-Rob for a Dr. Pepper and a cinnamon roll. In and out in a minute and a half, and got some gum for her, which was suggested in the classes we took. We get to the hospital and the nurses say we should have stayed at home, but they took her up for an exam anyway. Turns out, the baby was halfway here. No time for drugs or anything. She was born at 6:07 A.M. I, too, hear about my selfish hunger (and need for caffeine) to this day.

David, as to the room, it looks great. Thirteen years ago right about now, my FIL and I were putting up a chair rail, sky blue wallpaper with big, puffy white clouds, and a Winnie the Poo border. A couple of years ago I had to take it all down and repaint the room, because "I'm too old for Poo, Dad." Enjoy it while you can.
 
We didn't do that whole breathe, breathe, breathe, push push push, I hate you, I hate, I hate, curse, curse, curse thing ...2 scheduled C-sections at 10am....zip zip...here's your baby...and since my kids never passed through her fun zone, it's in as good a shape as the day we met....;)
 
David - don't be embarrassed about being a responsible Father and Husband.
It's all good Brother. Nice paint job!

+1 D@mn straight...

In our society where too many fathers are absent or not nearly involved enough, for you to spend the time preparing the way for the new one is a sign of true manhood.... Pink elephants, yellow daisies, or green "Jungle Book" - being there and taking the responsibility is a testiment to your true manliness... I salute you, sir....
 
almost any man can be a father but it takes a heck of a man to be a daddy.......congratulations and enjoy the new addition to your family. They grow up waaaay too fast.
 
My wife went into labor about bed time. She called the Doc's answering service, who said, "It's your first. Hang around the house as long as you can." So we did. I went to bed; she cleaned the house. About 4:00 A.M., she woke me up wanting to go to the hospital. We called the Dr. again, and actually talked to someone with medical experience, who gave the same advice as the answering service. Wife wants to go now, no matter what the experienced medical personnel say. So we load up the car and take off. It's five miles to the hospital, and almost 5 A.M. Breakfast time, right? So I stop at the local Stop-n-Rob for a Dr. Pepper and a cinnamon roll. In and out in a minute and a half, and got some gum for her, which was suggested in the classes we took. We get to the hospital and the nurses say we should have stayed at home, but they took her up for an exam anyway. Turns out, the baby was halfway here. No time for drugs or anything. She was born at 6:07 A.M. I, too, hear about my selfish hunger (and need for caffeine) to this day.

David, as to the room, it looks great. Thirteen years ago right about now, my FIL and I were putting up a chair rail, sky blue wallpaper with big, puffy white clouds, and a Winnie the Poo border. A couple of years ago I had to take it all down and repaint the room, because "I'm too old for Poo, Dad." Enjoy it while you can.

I know the pain, 10 years ago they sent my wife home from the hospital, with two scrips. One for pain and one for nausea. I filled the pain script, but kept the nausea unfilled like every corner in Phoenix the Pharmacy was 5 min away. for 10 years I have heard the Oh the Pain story. Well I couldn't stand it any longer. I went through the Med files and found the nausea script stapled to the receipt for the pain meds. Now we never have anything to fight about.

david
 
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