April Showers

April was an eventful month. Christi’s baby shower was on the 21st followed by a baby shower for my nephew and his wife on the 22nd. With lots of preparation leading up to the parties, it seemed like April was full of panic to get ready for the big weekend. We were very fortunate to have the Dallas girls come down to Austin to lend a hand. Thanks to a lot of planning and a little luck...both parties were a hit.

I was excited about the opportunity to relax the last weekend of the month. Saturday and Sunday made an excellent cap to the month. Saturday… NFL Draft Day would mean an 8-hour marathon of college highlights and draft picks. Sunday… breakfast downtown, a nap, and the Sopranos. I was looking forward to a May where Christi’s energy levels necessitated more couch-bound weekends.

Yesterday, we visited Dr. Seeker to get a black-and-white view of the boys. The sonograms proved that everyone was healthy and growing rapidly. We were assured that, should the boys be born today, they would have 100% chance of survival... a relief. That was when I made a mistake that would cost me my planned Spring Couch-O-Thon. I made mention to Christi that we had only ten more weeks of coasting until the babies arrived. Like Rosie O'Donnell hearing that someone ate the last donut, I saw a look of horror pass over her face. The following rant ensued: “10 WEEKS! We only have 10 weeks? No, that can’t be right! 1,2…4…8…10 – Holy SHIT! We have lots of stuff to do to get ready!” As I looked into Christi’s eyes, I could see the reflection of spreadsheets, task lists, and email reminders. There was work to be done.

I immediately felt the remote control getting separation anxiety. I could hear the XBox let out deep, slow-motion wail “NOooooo…” The television couldn’t even look me in the eye. They, and I, knew I had let them all down.