A Mobile Pregnancy Post

Well, today, this little blogamathing comes from the fetus-frightening waiting room at Erlanger in Chattanooga. My sister, who can whoop me, you and everybody who looks like you in a fight, is attempting to squeeze a baby out into the world.

I closed the store last night, and got a text from my brother-in-law "It's go-time."

Me being the guy I am, I swung the truck in a fishtail 180, because I figured he was challenging me to a fight.

But no. She went into labor a little before 11 last night. Jeff took her to the hospital.

As of this morning, there was no baby. I was able to trade shifts to take today off. Since roughly 10:30 this morning, clan Big Stupid has been holed up in the waiting room...

My sister's doing OK. She's been in a quite a bit of pain, and finally took an epidural a few minutes ago.

In a few minutes, or hours, or days, I'll be an Uncle Tom. Maybe it'll be today, which would be cool. I wonder if she knows the support she's gotten today...if nothing else, she can read the blog post. She'll dig it, especially that part where I say she can whip you in a fight.

Anyway, that's where we are. Y'all take it easy.