The other day I was watching an episode of M*A*S*H* where B.J. Hunnicutt was pulling pranks. There was one part where got discovered but got the person to yell "AIR RAID!!!!!" and Frank Burns ran out of his tent screaming like a girl and fell into a pit filled with water.
Well being an expectant father (any day/week now) at times feels similar. Just like people in the middle of a war I walk around all day with that anxious feeling in my stomach telling me to be ready because any second now something could happen! Plus everyone keeps warning me. Saying things like "Your life is going change", "You're never going to sleep again", or "Your world is going to turn upside-down". It's akin to people running up to me yelling "AIR RAIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIID!"
Now the important way this ISN'T like a war is the fact that it's GREAT thing and I can't wait. Now anyone who knows me knows that I am probably one of the most laid back guys you'll ever meet. Not much really gets under my skin. Or at least not for very long. But hearing people say stuff like this over & over again is disconcerning.
Kind of like our wedding day. I was a little nervous but overall I was doing good. That is, until I got to the hall. People kept coming up to saying "Are you doing ok?", "Are you alright?". After at least 20 people in what felt like 5 minutes asked me if I was ok I was starting to doubt myself and wonder "Am I ok?". So when it came to get things underway and I was standing up at the front apparently I had that "deer in headlights" look in my eyes. It wasn't until Christine was standing right beside, took my hand and whispered "Are you ok?" that I was calm once again.
That's why I'm not nervous about the craziness of labour or worried about having my world & sleep schedule thrown into chaos. I know that through everything we will be doing it together and we'll be ok.
But in the meantime.........
INCOMINGGGGGGGGGGGGGGGGGGGGGGGGGGG *dives for cover*