Monday Madness

I am quite sure that my little girl doesn't want to grace us with her presence. It is very frustrating. Saturday evening Andrea and I and the circus went to the Hospital, because we thought that she was in labor. It turns out that she is just in the early stages of Labor and the Baby can come anywhere from an hour to two weeks away.

I am very anxious at this point. I really want my little girl to come, but she hasn't and it's frustrating. I went to work tonight and have been sitting on pins and needles ever since I got here and that was seven hours ago. Every time my phone rings, I jump with anticipation, just find out that it's Spencer calling or that Andrea isn't in labor yet, but doing just fine.

As much as I don't like seeing my wife in pain and wish that she wouldn't have to go through this, I feel that I am morbid when she is in pain because it has an eventually grand outcome. The worse the pain the better and the happier I get. I'm sick.

Hopefully, when the sun rises once more I will be father.