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Hip and Thigh: Smiting Theological Philistines with a Great Slaughter. Judges 15:8

Monday, November 12, 2007

Five years ago this past weekend...

...My first born, after much wailing and gnashing of teeth by my dear wife, was delivered at Kaiser Hospital, Panorama City, around 11ish on a Saturday night. He turned 5 this past Friday, November the 9th. He's half a decade old.

Wow. How time flies.

It was a whirlwind weekend. All the pictures of me show a disheveled, unshaved, glassy-eyed individual holding a pinkish newborn, which is probably typical of all new fathers on the deliver of their first child (or any child really).

There were many fond memories of that weekend, but the one that still stands out to me, apart from the actual birth of the boy, is the delivery doctor. He rushed in maybe 10 minutes before my wife delivered and was frantically looking over all his instruments and started ordering the nursing staff around, who had been with us for much of the day, like they were a bunch of dolts. He reminded me of the Seinfeld moyel from one of the early episodes.

He came in and out of the room and then at this one point he is digging through a cabinet, flipping stuff around and says (I am not making this up), "Where's my retractors? Who has the retractors? WHERE'S THE RETRACTORS!? Oh, here they are." He later says, "Come on people, we have to deliver a baby. Some one want to give the father a pair of scissors? Any body? WE HAVE AN UMBILICAL CORD TO CUT. WHO HAS SOME SCISSORS FOR THE FATHER!? There you go." We still laugh about the guy to this day.

Five years of child rearing can really expose the sin in a person. The utter helplessness you feel when you realize you are the one person accountable to the Lord for the raising of this life, how you don't pray enough for him, or spend the time you need. That Harry Chapin song about the Cat's in the Cradle plays in my mind now and then. None the less, I praise the Lord for it all and pray I am not warping him in any unfixable way. May there be many more birthdays to celebrate in the years to come.

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Blogger Hayden said...

Fred,

Congrats to you and your lovely wife. I cannot believe 1 of 3 is five :)

6:16 AM, November 13, 2007  
Blogger P.D. Nelson said...

Way to go big guy, and speaking as a man whose children are in their twenties and thirties, I want you to know it never gets easier. But it does make your heart proud at times.

7:30 AM, November 13, 2007  
Blogger Daniel said...

Alright! Congratulations!

10:30 AM, November 13, 2007  

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