do it or else....

its 20 past midnight on a wednesday morning, number two is in his cot, THE WIFE is in bed, junior is in bed and i am in a chair.... for the past few nights since number two discharged from the hospital, we have been all sleeping in the same room... THE WIFE has to be close to number two, to breastfeed him in the middle of the night.... junior has to be close to THE WIFE else he cant fall asleep, mama boy... and i sleep on the floor next to the bed just in case THE WIFE needs me help with number two..... four of us in one room, sort of like tenants in our own house.. hmmmmm....

the pediatrician told me about the bloody stool on a saturday morning, the surgeon talked to me that evening, took another x-ray the next day and explained to me that number two must be operated on that very afternoon or else... by this time number two was already in the NICU with tubes running in and out of him... to think that it was just two days ago when he was kicking and screaming when the good dr theo first pull him out of THE WIFE... i just hope that not too many fathers have to go through that... the surgeon also said that the operation will take about two hours... they will start at two thirty and should end before five.... i guess i really have to hand it to these doctors, they dont seem to have any day off.... i wonder who help them to spend the buckets of money they made if they are at work seven days a week... hmmmm....

THE WIFE was due to be dischargd that sunday afternoon... it just doesnt feel right... the thing with giving birth is, two check into a hospital three should check out.... unless you have twins, then four checks out... i guess giving birth isnt always about smilling babies, rainbow skies, bunny tails and unicons... sometimes crap happens.... and i guess the crap from number two says it all.....

number two was wheeled back into the NICU at five thirty that day... THE WIFE was already at home resting by then... standing there alone looking at number two with all the tubes and scar across his little tummy, i am just glad that or else did not happen.....

speechless

its 15 to midnight on a sunday nite..... junior is in bed, THE WIFE is in bed, number two is in his cot..... yap... the day came.... and passed.... frankly i dont know what to feel....

we got into the hospital at a little past midnight three fridays ago... the nurse preps the wife while i tried to catch some Zzzs in the freezing labour ward waiting for the number two to come... its was seven in the morning when THE WIFE had the urge to push... but the dr with the epidural was not around... seven oclock was also the time when the nurses change shifts... by the time the nurses realise that this is not a drill, it was too late for epidural... THE WIFE was well into it.. she was going do it the old fashion way... al natural... pain killer free... i have never heard THE WIFE scream so loud before, i was told later THE WIFEs scream can be heard in the whole labour ward and the rest of the pregnant ladies immediately ask for the epidural... when dr theo arrived, he barely had enough time to slip into his scrubs.... number two pops just as the good dr positions himself... time of birth, 7.43 am.... number two weights in at 3.4 kgs.... almost half a kg more than junior when he came to be....

everything was nice and dandy until the next day when the pediatrician pull me into the baby ward and showed me number twos poo...

dr: his stool is not normal... i am concern
me: ok...
dr: you see this stool, its like mucus and there is also blood present.....
me: ok...
dr: we need to take an x-ray and i will speak to the surgeon about it...
me: ok....

trust me, a conversation like that out of the blue will catch any new father speechless....

thank god its friday

its 15 past 11 on a wednesday night, junior and THE WIFE are in bed, i am just taking stock of whats going to happen next..... we were at the docs office last nite and according to the good doctor, number two should be out...

we were at the doctors for our 38 week visit, the nurse took THE WIFEs weight before we got in to see the doc... THE WIFE was 68 kgs.... and according to the scan by the doc, number two was 3.5 kgs... compare to junior when he was born, he was only 3.01kgs, number two is a big fella...

doc: i think we can induce to have the baby delivered...
me: when?
doc: tonight or friday.....
me: huh? can we wait till full term?
doc: you can wait till full term, the cervic would be softer but the baby will be bigger you might have some probelm or you can induce, the baby will be smaller and it would be easier....
me:hmmm.....
doc: you can check into the hospital tonight, induce and give birth tomorrow or you can check in on thursday and give birth on friday....
me: can we do it on friday? its THE WIFEs mothers birthday... and i can finish off some work before then...
doc: okay, you check in on thursday midnight, induce and i will come on friday morning and see how...

i guess thats that.... seeing as how this is the last night before all the crazy stuffs starts, i should enjoy the peace of only one kid.... come tomorrow, we will start the ball rolling on changing our world of three into a world of four....