|My three babies|
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I often write about my shortcomings from the past and how I've learned from those experiences. These tales seem to resonate well with my readers, and more often than not become some of my most read blogs. But today I'm sharing my three greatest success stories, the day each one of my children came into this world.
I'll start with our oldest son, Ethan. My wife, Lisa, and I had been married about 18 months when we learned she was pregnant, or so we thought. We got a positive result on the take home pregnancy test. We mailed each of our parents a baby bottle with a message inside, telling them their grandbaby would be here that September. (We lived in Alabama, about six hours away from our hometowns in the St. Louis area).
One February morning, we headed to her doctor's appointment for the first official checkup. I remember vividly as Lisa told the doctor, "I don't feel pregnant." Very coldly and callously he replied, "There's a good reason for that... you're not." He explained that Lisa had a blighted ovum. Basically it means the egg was fertilized, but never developed into an embryo. The news devastated us and we worried about our future.
|First pic as a daddy|
|First bath, not sure he enjoyed it|
So off they went, as I took off for work. A couple of hours later, Lisa called. They were having lunch and her pain was becoming more intense. I begged her to have her friend bring her back home immediately, but she said the kids had just started eating and that everything would be fine. She called me again minutes later and said to just meet her at the hospital. So I headed home to get her overnight bag and start letting the grandparents know Baby 2 would soon be here.
|Big brother pokes baby|
So there you have it, the condensed (although it may not seem like it) versions of the three days that changed my life for the better.