So today was a slow day, last day of my week-long vacation. I get home and my friend/co-worker/neighbor is finally having contractions, after being a week past her due date. I'm excited, I was getting tired of people asking me three times a day if she had the baby. So me her and the pappy head off to the hospital around midnite. She's 6 centimeters, so we start taking bets on what time the little one will be arriving. I say 4 am from the start, he says like 9am or so. few hours later she's 8 cm. they go ahead and break her water, it's about 3am. I'm thinking "i'm gonna win the bet". Well at about 3:25am, the nurse notices the monitor thing is acting up. either the little one is pissed cause her water is gone, or she's ready. doc checks her, she's fully dialated, it's time!! Mind you, I'm like "i'll stand over there" pointing to an area outside the room, but he talked me into staying, so I positioned myself near her like a coach or something. I havent had any kids yet, i'm not ready to see something messy. But geesus, she didn't give us time to decide!!
Two or three pushes and 10 minutes later we have 6 pounds 13 ounces of beautiful baby girl. I know the baby's name, but I dont know how to pronounce it let alone spell it. But man, I almost cried when I saw it. I had an experience I wasnt expecting to be witness to, but damn it was awesome to be there!
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