What it was like before...

Katie hit me with a big one the other day... "I think we're going to be parents by this coming weekend." She based this declaration on the fact that her belly is beginning to drop in a pretty big way.

Lower Bump

I guess in the grand scheme of things, it shouldn't be all that big a deal. What's one week early, right?

Well, the gravity of the statement hit us both like a ton of bricks. You might be amazed how much of a difference that one extra week of "safety net" was to us. Suddenly we felt like we were complete incompetents. There was no way we would get everything done.

To be honest, we are mostly done. Katie got another big chunk done today because she accidentally showed up to work an hour early. So she sat in the break room and finalized a bunch of stuff regarding insurance and leave time and whatnot. So, really, we don't have much to worry about. But we were still stunned by the potential reality all the same.

This whole thing has got me thinking, though, about when Chewie actually will surf the amniotic wave and grace us with his/her presence. Katie is still thinking this weekend. A coworker thinks it will be September 7. Another coworker thinks it will be September 9. The actual due date is September 15.

Me? I have this feeling it will be September 11.

When Katie and I first discussed the possibility of a C-section, the one day that we immediately crossed off our list as a potential surgical date was September 11. Why? Well, duh. Look at the notoriety of that day.

But I also feel like that negativity may have gone all karmic on us and now the kid will arrive on what will be the 11th anniversary of the attack on the U.S.

You wanna know something? The more I think about it, the more I'm okay with it. Actually, I kinda like the idea.

September 11 is a terrible day because of what happened and all the lives that were lost. For those of us who were alive and cognizant, we will always remember where we were and what we were doing. To those who helped in the aftermath, our eternal thanks.

But I feel that part of the healing process is finding a way to make that day more, for lack of a better way to put it, positive. I don't mean we need to be happy smiley nutcases every year when September 11 comes around. But we need to find a way to think better of the day and all the evil that occurred.

What better way to do that than by bringing a child into the world? Is there any greater joy than new life?

Is there any better way to honor those who died than by looking in the eyes of a newborn and seeing nothing but hope and joy and unadulterated love?

If there is, I can't think of it.

So, bring it on, Karma! I'll take that September 11 delivery date and OWN IT!

Of course a post full of life and love would be followed up by a TUA regarding loss. Karma... fickle bitch, ain't she?

I want to offer my condolences to the family and friends of actor Michael Clarke Duncan who passed away yesterday from complications arising from a heart attack he suffered earlier in the summer.

Duncan was just a beast of a man physically. Massive and towering in appearance with a booming voice that would blow out most subwoofers. But you just knew, watching him, that he was a teddy bear.

Over the course of about 15 years, he took roles in movies and made them his including The Green Mile, Armageddon, Daredevil, Sin City, and the remake of The Planet of the Apes, among others. He shined in anything he did regardless of whether the movie was any good. Seriously, The Planet of the Apes was something I'd rather forget, but Duncan was amazing as Attar. The same goes with Daredevil. Far from a great film, but he rocked as Kingpin. He played to a T a role I still can't imagine any other human playing.

Mr. Duncan, you will be missed. Sorely.

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mona mildew

My birthday is September 11. And everyone always says the same thing when I tell them. Oh...ohhh(sad face). I was 12 weeks pregnant and turned 31 in 2001.


That sad face crap is what we need to change. And baby A would have a good person to share the day with!


I think you guys are more than ready! I can only imagine how nervous (but happy nervous!) it must be. You promise to post a picture anytime it happens right???

So sad about Duncan. I really, really did like him as an actor and he was very much unappreciated.

Kevin Spencer

I'm excited for you mate. Having a child in your life is going to change you forever. In a good way. I know it did for me.


I may be in touch for advice. 


You may have to cut me off on posting photos. I'm likely to go overboard. 


Regarding September 11... gosh, you're an upbeat fella! Always look on the bright side, that's what I always say!

Actually, my Dad's birthday is September 11. He is turning 70 this year. We are going up to the Wisconsin Dells Saturday night to celebrate. Should be fun.

Maybe we should meet for lunch tomorrow or Friday, eh? It may be the last time I see you for a while. (Goosebumps!)

...and regarding "being ready"... ha ha... when you have kids you are NEVER "ready" for anything anymore ever.



Friday might work. I think I have a coffee meet up with a friend from Africa on Thursday. Sooooo... never ready? I'm screwed. 


I think you guys will get more and more okay with the whole not feeling prepared because from what I hear that's parenting in a nutshell. You're going with your gut and winging it. :-) You'll both be awesome. I have no fear of that.


Winging it is my specialty. 

Marty Mankins

Owning that day - regardless of when Kapgar 2.0 drops - will be the greatest day in your lives. Plus, it's cool to have a September baby (my daughter was born on Sept 30th)


September is damn cool indeed!


People I love very much were born on September 11. Don't worry, everyone will love your baby as much and more no matter what day s/he arrives. (And if you look hard enough, every day is historically a good or bad day for different reasons.)

Good luck!!!


We did look for good and bad and found it on all days. Just few more "notorious" if you get my meaning. But, like I said, I am cool with it and even a bit hopeful for it. With how things are going, it can still turn out that way. :-)

Nilsa @ SoMi Speaks

A very dear friend's mother passed away on 9/11 ... in 1979. That day has always been a very special day for my friend and her brother and no other events, good or bad, can take away the significance of that day. In a similar vein, if Kapgar 2.0 arrives on that day, nothing else will take away the incredible significance that day will forever hold to you and Katie.


I don't think I'd let it take anything away from our new day. 

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