Future FlimGeeks

Updates to follow, of course, but in the meantime..

Announcing the arrival of My Twin Sons.

Saturday, June 23, 2007
Cooper Smith 9:17PM - 5lb 8oz
Dale Richard 9:29PM - 5lb 1/2oz

Saroo and I are doing well, and the boys are healthy and happy.

So, we’re pretty much ready. We’ve been ready for a long time. We’ve tried to stay organized and prepared, and we have done reasonably well. We’ve been ready for a very long time. I’m slightly concerned the *emergency* rock candy will be stale by the time we’re even at the hospital. We’ve been ready for so fucking long. Like it’s some big conspiracy to keep my mind scrambled for the longest period of time. They should put soldiers through this before the war cause if they can deal with this, running headlong into enemy fire would be a cakewalk.

We’ve been ready for a long time.

So the weekly doctor visit comes around every week as per usual, and has oddly become so run-of-the-mill. Uneventful, nothing interesting. Check the weight, check the blood pressure, check the heart-rates on the boys… yadda-yadda-yadda.

Well, this time he decides to ’stir the pot’ as it were. I had no idea that he actually meant that so very literally. He says that Saroo’s kind of over due in a sense (at 38 weeks), and that sometimes an internal examination may help ‘push her over the edge’. I scoffed. I have used that EXACT same pickup line, but to no avail, so I know she’s going to punch him, right?

Nope. Just cause this guy goes to school for the first half of his life, he gets to enter my wife?!?! I don’t think so! I leap across the table swinging, fists of fury flying, as I use that crazy stirrup-like thing for footing. The doctor cowered and retreated from my awesome vengeful wrath.

Well. To be exact, it was a little more uneventful, but my way is more fun. He does his ‘internal’ examination, and says the boys are almost ready, and that Saroo’s about 4cm dilated, and that she’s ready to go at any time, and quite probably soon.

“So, like… I should move around plans and free up my schedule tonight kinda soon?” I inquired.
“Well, soon.” He replied.

Ever so slight return of panic. Almost a sweet relief like an old friend.

“Hello, panic” I greeted, “You look well.”
“Thanks, I’ve been waiting for you to remember that you’re having twins.” Panic retorted.
“Yeah, I know. I’ve been ready for so long… got kinda used to it” I explained.
“It’s actually going to happen now, champ. Don’t you want to repack that hospital bag? I’m sure you forgot *something*”

We made sure we have an extensive list of vehicles, drivers, and backups for each. The route to the hospital is planned and calculated. Just had to remember that we’re STILL ready… And waiting… more waiting…. (but at least finite waiting)

More updates when the maelstrom of contractions make things just a little more interesting

Today is the official modified due date, we are at 37 weeks. The original due date was Canada Day (July 1st) but twins on average arrive three weeks sooner.

Today is the first LIVE post, while I will be back-tracking and filling in previous information and editing the timestamps, everything dated before today is backfill, and everything dated after is LIVE. Make sense?

Still have much work to do, and News will follow as it occurs.

So I just found out that we were having twins, talk about mind-blowing life-changing news, right? Well things kept getting intersting.

1. March 6 - Found out we were having twins
2. March 15 - Found out they were twin boys
3. March 25 - Found out I’m unempoyed
4. April 6 - One of our best friends suddenly passes away

Within the span of one month our entire lives are turned upside down, and a major refocus of priorities is called for. › Continue reading