It’s a Girl!!! I will post more later, but I wanted to get the announcement out there. She was 8 pounds, 10 ounces and 21 inches long. Mom and baby are doing GREAT! More to come. Welcome to our world little one.
So here it is, the night before our induction date and this is the last post I will make as a “father of 2”. I must have had a million thoughts tonight, but one particular came to mind while chatting with an old friend from college. Warren and I were catching up on what we have been doing the last few years and I was telling him that at one point, I was attempting to teach myself guitar. Then the kids came and now my guitar sits on a stand and “gently weeps”.
That got me to reflecting on how there are things all over the house that have been exchanged or traded for time with our children. There is the guitar that has been exchanged for puzzles and coloring books. There’s Heather’s cross stitch that has been exchanged for a needle and thread to fix dolls and sew on “cubbie patches”. Then there is the stack of books that never got read. They have been replaced by the “Cat in the Hat”, “Click Clack Moo”, “Goodnight Moon” and “Brown Bear, Brown Bear, What do you See?” Strollers and Wagons now fill the garage where our 2 door, red sports car used to be. The CD collection has been replaced by Disney and Pixar movies.
The list goes on and on, but the longing for those things does not. Would it be great to put in a CD and play some guitar while Heather works on a cross stitch? Sure, but which one really gives the greater return? Can you compare learning to play some song to having your 2 year old mutter the “itsy bitsy spider”? Will a cross stitched picture replace the mending of a “boo boo” or sewing on a new patch because your son memorized his Bible verse? So as I climb the stairs tonight and turn off the lights, I will pass several things that could have occupied my time today. I will probably also pick up some of the toys that DID occupy my time. I will be thankful that we are blessed to have these 2 children and even more thankful that we will have one more. Guitars, books, cross stitch and sports cars for 3 children to occupy our time? That has to be the best exchange rate around!
Call it luck, irony, art imitating life or just God’s sense of humor, but what I wrote in my last blog almost came true exactly as scripted! At 9:00, almost to the minute, we were on our way to the labor and delivery ward at the hospital.
To make a long story short, they sent us back home since it wasn’t quite time yet. The funny thing was that we pulled into the garage with 3 minutes left in the 2nd half. The game was tied 70-70. I looked at Heather and said “see, we didn’t miss anything. It’s just a 3 minute game now!”
The rest as they say is history! What a feeling, to be National Champs! All that being said, it would have been and will still be the 2nd best thing that will happen this week. Although I am thrilled about Carolina winning the title, nothing will compare to seeing our new born baby for the first time. In the mean time, I am going to savor this moment until an even greater one comes along!
Okay, so one of your favorite teams is on the verge of playing for the National Championship and you are expecting the birth of your third child at any moment. It is often said that the Lord has a sense of humor. I believe that is true and this would be one of those times when he is getting quite a chuckle out of my dilemma! Wouldn’t it be fitting if Baby 3 decided to enter the world sometime between 9 and 12 on Monday night?
How many times have you seen the commercial where the husband is watching the game, while cheering his wife on through delivery. Now I must preface this by saying that there is no question that I will be with my wife in delivery if that scenario takes place. That’s what VCR’s and TIVO are for. I could never miss the birth of a child for some sporting event that, as much as I hate to say it, really means nothing.
I just find it so funny that for the first time in 12 years, my Tar Heels are on the verge of a championship. I can tell you exactly where I was when Chris Webber called time out to clinch the last Tar Heel championship. There were no thoughts of delivery, hospitals, diapers or babies that night. As I type this, I am reminded of how our priorities change as we walk this road of life. You see, all of this is actually very “tongue in cheek”.
The truth is no matter where I am, or what I am doing, NOTHING could keep me from my wife’s side as she delivers this child that the Lord has blessed us with. Not even North Carolina winning the NCAA title. So if you are watching the game tomorrow night and the phone rings from the hospital, don’t feel bad for me, I will be right where I wanted to be at that moment!
And GO TAR HEELS!
Because you are my son
Because I am proud to be your father
Because I will never forget the day you were born
Because you are more beautiful than I could have imagined
Because you were “fearfully and wonderfully made”
Because I am your hero
Because someday, you will be mine
Because you want to go where I go and do what I do
Because of the words “I want to go with daddy”
Because you have taught me the meaning of how our heavenly father loves His children.
Because you have my hands and feet
Because you have your mother’s eyes
Because you love your sister and mother as much as I do
Because, no matter what, you always love me..
Because no matter what, I will always love you
Because you greet the world with “Arms Wide Open”
Because I can’t wait to watch you grow and learn
Because of stories at night and breakfast in the morning
Because you always remind us at dinner to “say our prayers”
Because I can protect you at times
Because there are times when I cannot protect you
Because we serve a God that watches during ALL of those times
Because the things of the past
Because the future to come.
I love you my precious Austin.