About a Boy (or Girl)...

This is a journal that chronicles my journey from irresponsible 30-year-old child to Father.

Tuesday, November 29, 2005

So I'm Lazy - Sue Me.

My attempt to re-hide my blog consisted of changing the address. Clever, eh? Yes, I know I could have gone to LiveJournal or some other place, Yes, this time I know that people can find me pretty easily. If someone wants to go through all the trouble of searching me out, well, welcome! Otherwise, it's just gonna be me and my thoughts and my life.

The last weekend really took some of my joy away. Not away from my actual joy at having the baby, of course, It just served to take away from my general feelings of happiness and contentment. It sucks that something that is so irrelevant can cause so much unhappiness, but it did. Hopefully the people who have been flaming me will lose interest if it's not so easy to get to me from a link on another blog. People LOVE their drama though, so we'll see.

On to some actual baby shit! Julie had her first baby doctor appointment yesterday, and I was there. I'm not sure, but I don't think I've ever been more uncomfortable in my life. First she has to get butt naked (which I'm all for) to put on the little paper gown. Then the doc comes in and chats it up for awhile. He finishes with the niceties and calls the nurse, and that's when the fun begins. The nurse breaks out a speculum (don't ask me how I know what it is,just go with me) and these reeaaaaaaal long sticks with cotton on the end of them. Dr. Wu is our doc, by the way, and he steps on this machine that makes the stirrups come out from under the table Julie is sitting on. It's at this time I start to sweat. I'm not sure if I should be in the room or not, you know? It just felt a little inappropriate. So he starts his exam by checking her breasts. Now, talk about weird. Some random dude is touching my girls boobs! I had to look away because I didn't want to stare! It was weird and I didn't want the nurse to think I was getting off on it or anything.

Now comes the fun part. She has her legs in the stirrups - butt-ass naked, remember - and he gets this incredibly bright lamp, and he and the lamp park themselves comfortably between my girlfriends thighs. Whoa! It was during this moment I realized I was very, very tense. Again, this is weird. I'm freaking out because I don't know what I'm supposed to do or where I'm supposed to look! Do I say something? Is this the time to ask questions? If I distract him will he get startled and mess up? Just what is he doing down there? Can I look? During this whole time, he's chatting about Julie's sister and her baby, cracking lame doctor jokes and telling little stories! At this point I start to think I'm feeling a little dizzy, but there is nowhere to lie down. Then *BAM*! With a practiced snap of his glove into the biohazard bin, it's over. He tells me to stop hyperventilating (that's a joke), gives Julie a basket full of magazines and pre-natal vitamins and sends us down to get blood work. Julie has A- blood, so I have to be tested to see if I have positive blood. If I do, then Julie has to get a shot at 28 weeks (I think) and right after she has the baby. That will keep her body from identifying the baby as a virus and creating antibodies to attack it. Yeah, crazy. In four weeks we go back, and that is when we will get the first ultrasound. We're thinking about getting the 4D ultrasound, man is THAT shit cool!

When we got home last night we were lying in bed together with Monday Night Football playing as background noise. She was going through the basket of goodies she got from the doctor, and I was on the laptop looking at pregnancy fitness websites. It was a good feeling, a really good feeling. It's weird when people talk about my "family, " but that is truly what I have now; a family. Life is good, man, life is good.

5 Comments:

At 12:13 PM, Anonymous Anonymous said...

Hello! Found you through the recent uproar. Don't worry, not going to get into it.

I was actually curious to know, what do you write?

Congrats on the baby. May you have a blessed pregnancy.

-An infertile-

 
At 12:12 PM, Anonymous Anonymous said...

Tim,
How can I find your new blog?
My wife is due in June and I enjoyed
your post on your experience at the doctor's.
I don't want to leave my email address here online but if you have a blog email address could I send you my email address to that so it is more secure?
Thank you,

K.

 
At 5:52 PM, Blogger Jaileer said...

Hey Kieth, turns out this IS my new blog! It's all the same, really. I just changed the path because my blog was linked from an infertility site, and they were being assholes.

 
At 6:10 PM, Blogger Jaileer said...

By the way, Keith, congrats on the baby! We'll be going through this together, we think Julie is due around June as well. Good luck!

 
At 12:28 AM, Anonymous Anonymous said...

Thanks for the congratulations. Right back at you.
I can understand about the fears. My brother had a baby 2 years ago and all I can say is it changed their life. Most ways for good, but I can't say there weren't things that freaked me out. It's never just the two of you anymore, and 99% of your girlfriends attention will go to the baby. Her body will change a lot and sex will be out of the question for months after the birth. Any relationship issues that have been boiling under the surface seem to find a way to the top. I am pretty scared myself as evidenced by the previous sentences I just wrote. The thing I am most scared of is that you become sort of locked in to having to support the family and that leaves little time for any me-time. Having said all of that, having a baby, a child is worth all of that a million times over. I guess I just needed to vent. Maybe you are having some of the same fears as me and maybe that makes the fears not as scary. -Keith

 

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