Saturday, April 22, 2006 was a pretty uneventful day. Kristi wanted me to stay close so I decided not to go on the group bike ride with my triathlon club. Those rides usually have me out the door by 7:30 a.m. and back home at about noon, a considerable time commitment.
Kristi and I were up pretty early and off to Lowe’s for some household necessities. We had a nice breakfast at Allison’s. Anticipation was in the air, as it had been for a few weeks. We were so excited about our baby, we just couldn’t wait for him to arrive. But, we didn’t want to get ahead of ourselves -- the doctor had told us to view April 29th, our due date, as the first day we might have the baby.
I spent the day doing yardwork and other housework. Kristi relaxed and sat outside while I mowed the lawn.
We had an early dinner at Mimi’s and then went to Blockbuster to rent some movies. We chose Capote, Saint Ralph, and The Cave. That night we watched Saint Ralph and The Cave (not a good movie!) before going to bed.
At 1:30 a.m. I drifted back into consciousness. Kristi’s closet light was on and she was standing in the bathroom. Because the light was on I knew this wasn’t just one of her normal trips to the bathroom.
“What’s going on?” I asked.
“My water broke,” she said.
The thought of seeing my son within 24 hours woke me up quicker than a double espresso! I jumped out of bed and we started to get ready for our trip to St. John’s, which is only four blocks away. Kristi’s bag was already packed and I quickly threw some items into a duffel bag. We called the hospital to let them know we were on the way -- I never told them who I was! I called our doctor’s answering service to let them know we were going to the hospital -- I never told them who I was!
After checking our lists a few times, we got in the car and drove to the hospital.
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