Baby News: Ah, Push it...Push it good.

I doubt Salt N Pepa had baby delivery in mind when the wrote the song, "Push It". In fact I am positive that is not what they were thinking, but what the hell. My wife's contractions are 7 minutes apart and she is taking a shower. Earlier tonight, she sat through dinner and chatting afterwards quietly for 3 hours when she finally decided to tell us that the contractions have been happening every ten minutes consistently. You should have seen my Aunt Georgia's eyes light up when she heard that news. So we decided to head for home and get some rest. On the way, we stopped at Home Depot and ordered some appliances. Cause ya know, there is no time like the present to order new appliances. You can't make this type of shit up, I'm dead serious. Then we finally headed home and the contractions switched to every 7 minutes within the past hour. We gave the Hospital a call to see what was in store for us, and they basically said go take a shower and hang in there. So here I sit in the office, blogging about the evening... a way cool and fun evening so far. My wife is a trooper and is still smiling. We are both acting like kids on Christmas Eve.

Anyone got any name suggestions??? kidding...