Hi, my name is Kelly and I write about being a dad. Let me tell you 
Manuscript is complete. April is reading it for the first time.
Friday, November 27th, 2009
Taxi
I will be telling Teo’s birth story over the next few days. Let’s begin with the taxi ride to the hospital…
Taxi by Daquella manera.
I didn’t say anything to the taxi driver about my wife being in labor when we climbed in the back seat of his car, but when I told him to drop us off at the hospital, I saw him eying April’s round belly in the rear-view mirror.
I wanted him to drive fast like a scene from the movies, but instead, he was cautious and pulled away from each stoplight like he had a trunk full of china dishes.
As we pulled up to the curb at the entrance of the hospital, I turned to April, “Alright, last chance, do you think we’re having a boy or a girl?”
April pushed open the car door, grabbed the doorframe with both hands, and grimaced as she hoisted herself to her feet.
“I don’t care what it is,” I heard her say as she started walking towards the entrance. “I just want it out.”
CONTINUE READING TEO’S BIRTH STORY: “I went downstairs to check April into the hospital…”
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2 COMMENTS
hehehe
April sounds like me
Get out of my way…baby coming through NOW!
I can't wait to hear the rest
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Anonymous said...
That's a very nice story and all, but why on earth weren't you being a gentleman and helping your wife to her feet instead of making idle chit-chat? It seems a bit selfish to me leaving her to "grimace" and "hoist herself" out of the car. Oh well.
November 28, 2009 at 2:41 pm