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The waiting gamePosted Friday, July 2, 2010, at 10:34 AM
We're in the homestretch of my wife's pregnancy. She's due July 24, but we think it is likely to happen sooner.
What's so strange to me, is that I know my life is about to change seismically, but I don't know exactly when. It's a rather weird waiting game.
Almost three years ago we got married, but we knew exactly when that was going to happen. I could look ahead and say, "On Nov. 17, 2007 at 2:30 p.m., things are going to be different forever."
I didn't really know what to expect, but at least I knew when to expect it.
Not so this time. Instead, we have a little 5-pound boy who's never seen the light of day, and he basically holds the cards. Whenever he's ready to make his entrance, we'd better be ready. It's going to happen, one way or the other.
With that in mind, my wife is prepared. She has a bag packed with all the stuff she'll need for the hospital stay. This morning, she told me the camera was on my side of the bag, and I just needed to slip my change of clothes in underneath when I got them together.
But of course, my stuff isn't together. I'm in the right business, because I always need a deadline. The problem is, there isn't exactly a deadline in this situation. I'm pretty sure I won't be waiting until she says it's time to hastily go pack my things.
She might kill me for that.
Actually, I think I'll go pack my stuff now. It's July, so a T-shirt and shorts should work, right?
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Jared Jernagan is a 2003 graduate of Wabash College and has been in journalism since 2005.