As luck would have it, I got five hours of sleep Monday night and it took two cups of espresso to get me going in the morning. After a grande Starbuck’s coffee between my morning classes, the world seemed unreal enough when who should I see but my brother Johnny—driving across my campus in the passenger seat of a sedan, next to a middle-aged woman. His eyes looked wider than usual when he saw me, and I think the surprise was mutual.
The car did a ‘J’ swerve in the middle of the street and Johnny hopped out as I walked over.
“Hey Johnny!”
“I’ve been looking all over campus for you. We just got a call from Lindsay, and she’s in the hospital, about to give birth.”
“WHAT?”
A surreal day was about to get surreal-er.
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To be continued.
Wednesday, March 15, 2006
When Babies Attack
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5 comments:
::holding breath, crossing fingers, offering prayers::
Best of luck to you both.
May God bless you with a healthy child. I'm praying for you...
wow!!!! offering up some prayers for you! keep us posted on the developments!
I cannot imagine the joys that accompany fatherhood. My prayers are with you, and I pray that God will bless your new, multiplied family.
I will look forward to hearing an update. God bless you both...and your new little one.
Jesus, bless your children, Ariel and Lindsay and their new child!
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