A Birth in the Family

For the past almost-nine months my son and daughter-in-law have been expecting their second child, due date August 12th. A boy, the wonders of sonograms tell them. After increasingly uncomfortable weeks this summer, daughter-in-law has decreed that this Wednesday, the fourth of August, will be the day of delivery. Delivery of the little boy, and delivery of his mother from further misery. On Wednesday morning, the ob-gyn will induce and deliver.

An interesting sidebar to the birth details is the further decree that no family show up that morning to keep vigil outside the birthing suite, except for my son, who has father privileges/duties and, in the modern way will be inside attending.

For the birth of Reese, their first child, a mini-convention of in-laws, outlaws and other-laws stood outside the door for several hours. When we could hear the imminent mother becoming vocal (she maintains she was shouting as an aid to "pushing") her mother came unglued, very upset at what she was sure was extreme pain within. So, we are all to await my son's call notifying us of the successful arrival of the newest Miller.

Stay tuned.