Six!

Family, Fun,

When Isaac was born, it was wholly unlike the typical birth of a child.  He came 2 months early and we hadn’t even been through birthing classes.  We didn’t get a chance to do much baby shopping and it was so scary.  Don’t get me wrong, on this side of his birth, I wouldn’t change a single thing…not one bit.


(2 years old)


(4 years old)

But I did sort of want to have that typical “birth experience”…you know, where we wake in the middle of the night and scurry around.  I throw the suitcases in the trunk while my wife makes her way to the car.  Three years after Isaac was born, we had that very experience with Abigail.  Emily woke around midnight, her water had just broken.  She grabbed a quick shower as I gathered up her suitcase.  This part diverges from my vision a bit – she decided to run the vacuum over the entire house.  Anyhow, after that, we called someone to watch Isaac and at 1am or so, we headed to Baptist Hospital in Nashville.  Of course, on the way, I had to stop and get a Mountain Dew.  After running the vacuum, I figured we had no worries.  We could stop at Waffle House (except I didn’t have my gun), grab a bite to eat, maybe watch a few infomercials on how to pay for this baby.  But oh, no.  We had to get to the hospital yesterday when it was a stops I wanted to make.


(almost 6 years old)


(almost 6 years old)

Anyhow, we made it to the hospital and the folks there promptly told Emily she had just peed the bed.  Emily, knowing better put her foot down and demanded a recount…no pregnant chads for this chick.  Sure enough, when they did a pH test, uh…”in there”, they discovered that she had not peed the bed.  Regular labor soon followed.  At 5:53 am, Abigail was born, 6 years ago today.


(almost 6 years old)

It’s pretty hard to believe that my little girl is already 6.  It seems like just yesterday that my little black haired baby (Emily had some questions to answer there) was laid in my arms for the first time.  And just yesterday, I swear she was saying her first words and taking her first steps.  Can it be that she is already 6?  I guess so.  But I am truly not sad.  She is a delight and grows more interesting and fun by the day.  She can read, she has a mean soccer kick and an infectious laugh.  I love my little 6 years old!


(almost 6 years old)

There is a funny story to tell…Last night as Emily and I were tucking her in, we said, “This is your last night as a 5 year old.”  We kissed her on the head and walked away as usual.  Fifteen minutes later, she came downstairs, crying.  “I am so sad…I am going to miss being a 5 year old!”  Fortunately, all was well this morning.  She is more mature now after all!


(6 years old today!)

16 thoughts on “Six!”

  1. Sorry to anyone who tried to comment on this earlier. WordPress didn’t like me using “6” as the title so I have changed it to “Six!”. It should be fixed now!

  2. Happy Birthday Abigail! It is amazing how fast they grow up. I still remember when it came a snow storm and I couldn’t get home. I was glad that you and Emily allowed me to stay at the Bed and Breakfast. You had thought there was only one pregnant Lady in the house yet it was two! Lily will turn six in Aug.

    BTW, I bought me a Flip video camera just in time for baseball season. It should be arriving today.

  4. Warren – you’re leaving out the part that when you wanted to do all your “fun” things on the way to the hospital I was in active labor! You also forgot to mention that you went and celebrated Abigail’s birth at Kripsy Kreme (and smuggled a few back into me so I didn’t have to survive on hospital “food”)

  8. HAPPY BIRTHDAY ABIGAIL!!!!
    Sorry Warren, it goes even faster from here on out.
    Emily, I totally get the vaccuuming.

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  10. Happy Birthday to your little girl! Six sounds plenty old to me! Amazing! By the way, Emily, I feel your pain. When sitting on the hospital bed racked with pain trying to have my first daughter, my husband convinced me to just massage his back a little here and there because it hurt! A nurse walked in and stopped in her tracks! Then I realized how absurd that is, a woman in labor massaging her man! Well, at least Warren remembered to bring you back some donuts!

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  12. Thanks everyone for all of your birthday wishes. She had a great time and we showed her all of your comments as well! She loved it!

  14. Awww, happy belated birthday, Abigail! I loved your dad’s stories! And now I know what a Waffle House is!! You see, we don’t have those fine dining establishments here in the Pacific Northwest. I had to go to Texas a couple weeks ago to be introduced to that fun locale!

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  15. Farmgirl_dk – did you carry a gun in when you went to waffle house? If not, you maybe didn’t get the full experience. When we lived in Nashville (where there are many Waffle Houses), just about every shooting (and there were plenty) happened in a WH or a Go Mart. It seemed that one had to have a gun to go in there! But it is a Southern staple so I am glad you got the experience!

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