Seven years ago tonight, Renae and I traveled to the hospital as she was experiencing labor pains (which was not new) at 34 weeks. We thought we would receive an IV and get sent home. After four months of bed rest, we were both anxious for the twins arrival. However, neither of us thought tonight would be the night of nights. We had never met the doctor that was on call, we had a Russian anesthesiologist who continued to yell at me to sit down until I told her to shut the &^%$ up, and when the doctor kept saying he could not reach Noah while still I Renae, I offered to put on gloves and help out, which caused him to tell me to shut up. By 3:30AM the following morning, Jack made his entrance into this world followed by Noah at 3:33AM. That day, I became the luckiest man in the world.Happy Birthday to Jack Theodore and Noah Robert....
Posted on: Wed, 09 Jul 2014 06:07:09 +0000
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