Aaronchoi’s Blog

There was an earthquake last night. It was a strange one — not that there are any normal ones, even for a seasoned Californian. But this was different from the others I’ve experienced. For all my out-of-state and international readers who haven’t lived through one yourself, let me describe a conventional one for you. Typically, there is a tremor that after extending itself, gradually tails off into stillness. Or you might also have heard about the rolling or swaying variety. But this was more of a quick body slam — a solitary forceful thud from below followed by nothing but a disoriented mind and bewilderment trying to make sense of what had just happened. I bolted upward in a panic and Tina seemed more startled by me than any seismic activity. A delayed parental instinct finally kicked in and I ran into Silas’ room: he was sound asleep. Hot shot. My parents have been staying over at our place for a week while they get their place renovated and as they had taken over the bed, I ran in to check on them: also sound asleep. Apparently, the crib and mattress are better than I thought. My chance to play hero husband/dad/son was apparently no chance at all. Waking up this morning, Tina told me the quake measured a meager 3.5. Sort of disappointing to tell you the truth. And now you have shared in my shame. Thank you.

So D-day (delivery day) is almost here and who knows? — it may very well come and pass like every other day in the last 40 weeks. That’s a long time to wait and it’s easy to get impatient. There are positives though. For one, I had nine months to prepare and ready myself for change. I had nine months to enjoy being with Tina and not have to fight for her time or attention (btw, I don’t particularly like my prospects of winning that competition once Silas arrives). We had nine months to rearrange our apartment, get furniture, and make more visits to Babies-R-Us than I care to think about.

All that time has provided plenty of opportunity for questions too: What’s this kid going to be like? Is he going to be ugly? Will I be a good dad? How will my relationship with Tina change? Am I really ready for this?

Is he coming tomorrow?

These past nine months have been good. More than that, they’ve been necessary. But I’m tired of waiting. Come already.

This is my wife, Tina.  She is beautiful and godly and everything in-between.  And it’s her birthday today.  So this post is dedicated to her.  The look of my blog just improved exponentially. Happy Birthday!