As you all probably know, this Sunday is "Father's Day." I could rant about how such holidays (holy-days) have no ontological reality, but are grounded in a secular ecclesiology, being simply manufactured by rebellious authorities in attempt to co-opt our bodies and souls into a narrative other than the Christian story.
I could. But I will not. Because I want to celebrate it. And I want you to congratulate me (or even send me presents). Because I'm going to be a dad!
Yes, my motives for celebrating and sharing are entirely selfish.
Amy and I have had our first doctors appointment. We're about seven weeks along and everything looks good. No, that is not our ultrasound. But we are having one next week to see if we're having twins, since they run in my family (sort of).
Our due date is January 29. So, we're enjoying every Friday and Saturday morning (our days off) we can between now and then, because after that, it doesn't matter what day it is, sleeping in will be a rare treat, like being moved by a Cameron Diaz movie.
1 comment:
i'm really really really really excited for you and amy.
i can honestly say i've never been this excited for any pregnant couple. haha.
i'm pretty sure the youth group didn't react at all wednesday because they were in shock. but it makes me literally want to cry everytime i think about it (and i think about it a lot) because it's such an exciting thing, and amy glows when she talks about it. it made me sad no one else glowed with her. i kinda wish i didn't know, so that someone would have reacted.
i love you guys. i want to babysit. the end. :)
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