Hello everybody, Its been awhile since I posted anything mostly because after 2 back surgeries, I have been rehabbing and trying to get better. But a funny thing happened to me a couple of months ago. My cousins daughter had a baby that was 12 weeks premature. From what I have read and I am no neonatologist but that is pretty dang early. These days 10 weeks and less (meaning closer to the predicted birthday) you have increasing chances of getting your baby home with no problems or complications. But fall on the other side of the knifes edge of that 10 week date to birthday and you get in to a real danger zone. It gets worse and worse the earlier its born, and my new Grandcuzchild was 2 weeks BEFORE that 10 week point and baby London was in some real danger in the first few weeks. But dang if our doctors didn't get her all together and well for her trip home in Jan. Pretty close to when she was suppose to be born. So she made it and is just a wonderful little child. Now I am no stranger to this pro-recreation process I did it twice myself (With some help from my wife) I have two beautiful sons 24 getting his engineering degree and my 19 year old just finished up his third semester and is taking a break with a new job at a major grocery store.
But thats not the point. The point is ever since London was born I have this urge to want to have another baby!! For my sons to have children so I can hug my grand-babies. My cousin already gave me permission to call London my Grand-cuz-baby but she is in Austin and I am in Southern California!
So I have desperately been looking for my baby tapes of my sons and I just found them!!! AND I have been watching Poopey babies on you tube for weeks now. Little boys, little girls newborns, 8 month olds twins and triplets. Fighting babies loving babies, babies with gas and babiesI have wanted to pick them up and comfort them, hug them and give them a stomach massage till you get that squirt-y poopey noise!! And those faces. I wish I could do it over again I would be a better father. Career dads just dump the baby in the moms lap and rush off to work, I wouldn't do that. I would have cut the cord. I would have stayed awake at all the nightly feedings. I would have changed more diapers and fed them all. I would hear the cry as a song from God, and enjoyed it , instead of "Hurry up and get the rocker going!" I love my dogs each and every one but they aren't human.
I want to enjoy every second of being a granddad!!
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