T-Minus 1 Hour, 38 Mins
Yup, slightly over an hour and a half until our second child birth class. It is really informational, and I am actually looking forward to it. I wonder what new stuff I'll learn at the class that my lovely wife had sort of conveniently glossed over a bit. I guess she had a good reason for that, though. It is better to ease me into the whole thing so I don't faint in the delivery room, fall down, bust my head open and bleed all over the place, not to mention the concussion I'd get.
I'll do fine. I honestly can't wait for Ryan Jeffrey to be born. Ryan Jeffery. It's kind of weird now that baby Thigpen has a name (even if it isn't Pippen Marino...), it just seems so final. I mean, we have already molded him into a Ryan Jeffery. What if he's more of an Andrew or Ian?
I'm sure all of you parents have already dealt with these exact same sentiments but this is new to me! It's the most exciting thing that's ever happened and of course, the most terrifying, too.
Well, I know that I'll do fine. Do concussions hurt? T-Minus 1 Hr, 32 Minutes.