Four years ago today I wrote the following:
4pm: Phone rings.
Rachel: “Hi, it’s me. I think I’m in labour”
Kristian: “What, now?!”
Rachel: “Yes, now.”
Kristian: “But it can’t be now. It’s two weeks early! We have to move house on the weekend and we’re still not packed and…. this is really inconvenient. It’s not supposed to be happening now!”
Rachel: “I know! But it’s happening!”
Kristian: “ok…. I’ll meet you at home in 30 minutes.”
6pm: Arrive at the hospital with bags in tow, still thinking it may be a false alarm.
6:30pm: Nope….. it’s the real deal. Already 5cm’s dilated.
7:15pm: Water breaks….contractions big time.
9pm: Midwife gives all clear to start pushing.
10:10pm: Little head pops out. (“pops” is hardly the right word. It was well and truly pushed, hard)
10:24pm: Cody Israel Anderson takes his first breath.
Tonight I thanked God that I am not a woman. I have always respected women…. but tonight “respect” has been re-defined. My wife is amazing and I am so unbelievably in awe of what she has just accomplished. So while she is sleeping I am bouncing off the walls.
It’s been a good week…. I saw U2 three times in Sydney with the best seats in the house…the elipse…. I bought a new guitar and now….. now I have a son.
It doesn’t get any better than this.
So welcome to the world my wonderful little inconvenience.
Your Daddy loves you very much.
This photo was taken a few days after Cody was born…
This is Cody today…
Everyday I thank God for this boy. How can I not fight when I have this to live for?