Entries from November 2008 ↓

I think I missed an hour somewhere.

Dear Matt Moment,

Valerie is in the process of breaking her edge. She decided to get some neurotoxin or veinosin or something or the other. She’d be typing this except for the fact that she is literally WASTED.

Love The Catrows.

Guys seriously it took all of four seconds to hit her. Three beer Valerie over here.

My wife is Dr. Horrible. Ok so no major updates. She is “ta good wo cenimeters” after about eight hours of labor. Assuming a linear progression we’ll wrap this thing up in just under a work week.

Also it is three am. Wooooo stay awake club!!! (high school joke! Holla if you get it)

So at midnight they tried to turn on the Pitocin. This was accompanied by a drop in the babies heart rate and a million minute contraction. They shut the Pitocin off (and Val rolled over to the side she’s been on most of the night) and things went back to regz.

Also there was some natural breaking of water? TMI? I dunno I averted my eyes.

As I’m innocently sitting on the provided fold down couch reading a book Val shoots me an icy stare and says:

Well I hope you are having a good time, sitting there giggling while reading David Sedaris and eating a poptart.

I mean I wasn’t having that good of a time.

Not much new to report. Back in the bed of death which sucks. Every once in a while she’ll have me punch her in the back. We are watching the Wizard of Oz for the second time.

• Contractions are coming fast, like every three minutes or so.
• She’s off the monitor again and walking around.
• “Dag!” was her last quote.
• We’ve got the Wizard of Oz on.
• Not to talk strictly about urine, but! For some reason they want to collect all of her urine? So every time I go to take a leak I have to move her bucket of urine out of the way. THIS IS CALLED LOVE.