She is here!

For the month prior to Alexandra's scheduled arrival, I'll be recording a log entry for each day. Keep an eye out for the exciting and unusual. Of course, don't be surprised by the drab and uninteresting.
May 28, 1996: T-31 days

Massive vehicular breakdown yesterday in the middle of nowhere. Cell phone didn't even work. Sure hope nothing happens to the car when the contractions are three minutes apart. Of course, since the hospital is about two miles from the house, we could probably walk the rest of the way.
One month left. Am I ready? Nope.

May 29, 1996 - T-30

Sarah's doctor called, she has Beta Strep and needs to take antibiotics so she doesn't pass it to the baby. Other than that, everything is going great. Got a call on the car, timing chain - $300. I suppose it could have been worse.

May 30, 1996 - T-29

Sarah's nausea is acting up again, probably due in part to the amoxacillin. There was a "surprise" baby shower for her at work last night, so she had me baking cookies for it. The shop closes at 5:30 on Friday. Being three hours away, there's no way I'll could get there, so I'll have to blow a whole Saturday to retrieve the car.

May 31, 1996 - T-28

More vomiting today. I think Allie is playing handball on her stomach. Nothing else exciting, all proceeds as normal. The cookies went over well, as always.

June 1, 1996 - T-27

Got the car. My friend Mark drove me halfway across the state. Continued regurgitation, we think it may lessen in a couple of weeks as the baby drops. Saw Dragonheart (Sarah was hot and uncomfortable, but says she enjoyed it anyway). I liked it; funny, lots of action, and incredible special effects.

June 2, 1996 - T-26

All too soon, I'm going to run out of synonyms for throwing up. Thought we were going to have a puke-free day, but Sarah tossed her cookies in the middle of the night. Fairly uneventful day; played C&C;, took the dog to the park. Promised myself I wasn't going to let the gas get below half a tank in June, already broke that one.

June 3, 1996 - T-25

Oops! Let it slip a day. It's the morning of the fifth, and I'm just updating the third. Actually, Monday was pretty good. Sarah had a doctor appointment, which went great. Everything is normal, and he said she could go off the antibiotic. Labor and childbirth class that night went well, we got a tour, saw a couple of taped births, and did a little breathing. Also noticed that the car is pinging, hmmm...

June 4, 1996 - T-24

Extensive pukage today. Sarah's skipped the anti-nausea medication the last couple of days, so she'll try it again. Otherwise, all is normal.

June 5, 1996 - T-23

100% puke-free day!

June 6, 1996 - T-22

Sarah's 27th birthday. We'll be celebrating tomorrow, since, even with all the puking, she's still working the graveyard shift. Gifts:
"Yertle the Turtle & Other Stories" and one really huge Berenstein Bears book
My folks (Mom, mostly, I suspect)
#1 Mom T-Shirt, various garmenty things (post-natal sizes)
Bitchin' new video camera (Sony 8mm Steadycam) as much a toy for me, but we'll have plenty of embarassing footage to show Allie's friends once she's a teenager.
Sarah's parents
No-show so far, getting together with them Saturday. Expect something typical.

June 7, 1996 - T-21

Introducing the new Puke icon! Today was a two-puke day: One pukeTwo puke. Went out for the belated birthday dinner, she kept it down for almost six hours!

June 8, 1996 - T-20

One pukeTwo puke Sarah saw The Rock with Chess and Bryan, while I took my PC to a friend's house and played 4-way C&C; and Strife on his network. Had lunch with Sarah's parents, primary gift was a place setting of our good china. I was actually rather impressed.

June 9, 1996 - T-19

One puke Lunch with Chess, Bryan, Chess's sister Lorinda and her husband Doug. Sarah kept it down! Completely! More C&C.; I seem to be getting hooked again, but my Nod disk is scratched and doesn't work consistently. Sarah's depressed, the Sonics got trounced today.

June 10, 1996 - T-18

Puke-free! A no-puking day at last! Another labor and childbirth class. In this one, we learned about the more unpleasant things that could occur. And, of course, more breathing.

June 11, 1996 - T-17

One puke Generally uneventful.

June 12, 1996 - T-16

One pukeTwo pukeThree puke The &%*#$@ dog ate the lawnmower bag on Monday. I found out today that it's going to cost $40 to replace, urgh. Sarah works for three more nights, then starts two weeks of vacation, followed by maternity leave. I suspect she'll be happy to rest up before the big event. Oh, and the Sonics trounced the Bulls.

June 13, 1996 - T-15

Puke-free! The car doesn't ping if the fuel octane is over 100. Whoopie.

June 14, 1996 - T-14

Puke-free! Las Vegas night at work! Whee! Left Sarah alone at home whilst I gambled, ate and drank until I was "broke" and ill. (Fake money, fortunately.) Won a door prize of a $100 gift certificate at Cybershop. Chicago got another sound trouncing by the Sonics. Sarah's last day at work tonight. Apparently, they've just gotten around to training someone to take over her job. Talked to Dad, he got his Father's Day gift and opened it immediately. I think he appreciated it. I sent him MS Office and MS Plus, partly to make up for a month or so ago when I accidentally deleted his Windows directory.

Two week mark. Am I ready yet? No way! I believe I've finally accepted that I'll never really be prepared for fatherhood. I guess I'll just take it as it comes.

June 15, 1996 - T-13

One puke Threw the computer in the car and played another late game of C&C.; I was a serious stinker during the last game. Nothing like roving packs of recon bikes to be an offensive nuisance. The two guys I was playing with had to gang up on me in the end.

June 16, 1996 - T-12

Puke-free! Hauled the dog off to the leash-free area of Marymoor park. He seemed to have fun. Got approached by someone collecting signatures for Initiative 655. I won't go into too many details why I wouldn't sign, but I was annoyed by the fact that they tried to put two completely different hunting issues in one initiative, and the woman dodged most of my questions. It also seriously cheeses me off that they are trying to say that banning hound hunting will reduce poaching, when poaching, by definition, is already illegal. Nothing gets my hackles up like emotion-laden, illogical arguments. Of course, if you live in WA, you absolutely must sign Initiative 663.

June 17, 1996 - T-11

Puke-free! Another doctor appointment today. No dilation, maybe 25% effacement. Looks like we could be looking at a bit of a delay. On the plus side, you'll note that of the last five days, four have been puke-free. Our last labor and birth class; we ran through a trial labor, saw some videos, and learned all the essentials about using our car seat.

June 18, 1996 - T-10

Puke-free! My last vocal lesson until after the "blessed event." Getting closer.

June 19, 1996 - T-9

Puke-free! Wednesday. Boring, uneventful.

June 20, 1996 - T-8

One puke Uh, oh! At my mom's and my urging, Sarah tried soda water to settle her stomach. Bad idea. She immediately started some serious retching. Also, her dad called today to ask if she was planning on delivering this weekend. Apparently, he wanted to go camping, but Sarah's mom wouldn't let him.

June 21, 1996 - T-7

One pukeTwo puke Saw Eraser tonight. Pretty good as action movies go, and they avoided the temptation to end with a romance between the two primary characters. We did have some interesting discussions about all the physics flaws afterwards, though.

June 22, 1996 - T-6

One puke We were complete spongeheads today.

June 23, 1996 - T-5

One puke Generally spongy, but did whip up a helluva Irish casserole. Rain, rain, rain. Advanced considerably in Strife, and almost finished a game of Civnet.

June 24, 1996 - T-4

One puke Doctor visit, 75% effacement, just barely dilated, less than 1 cm. Sarah's regular doctor is out of town this week, so we saw one of his partners. We told him that we were told delivery would probably be late, and he mentioned that he had another woman also due on the 28th that was told that, who was currently in labor. My, isn't medicine an exact science.

June 25, 1996 - T-3

One puke Allie is trying very hard to expand her living space. As we were getting ready for bed, we played Name That Body Part for a while. When she tried to go to sleep, Sarah complained several times about feet being in uncomfortable places.

June 26, 1996 - T-2

Puke-free! Sarah is very ready to have her abdominal cavity to herself again. There are organs in the human body just not designed to be used as a soccer ball.

June 27, 1996 - T-1

One Puke "Dad's Only" class tonight. Very exciting.

June 28, 1996 - T-0

Well, this appears to be it. Contractions started at 4:30 AM and at 6:45 AM, they are about 3-4 minutes apart. Wow! Delivering on the due date. My mom did with me, too.

June 29, 1996 - T+1

One Puke Well. That wasn't fun for anyone involved. At 1:07 PM this afternoon, Alexandra Jane Miller arrived, kicking and screaming, into the world, at 8 pounds, 2 ounces and 21 inches long. She is utterly adorable, and has long, blonde hair. For those of you who don't wish to do the math, that's 32 1/2 hours of labor.

Man, now I have to update Allie's main page.

Alexandra's page...