Well, it's 6:11 a.m. Julie's in the rocker with Lara; Antonia (Julie's mom) is sleeping on the couch while we listen to "Baby Einstein: Lullaby Classics" in an attempt to soothe Lara (and Julie, for that matter). On March 6th at 4:12 a.m., our world changed completely. Lara Esther Schott was born via Cesarean Section and became the best thing that has happened to both Julie and myself. For weeks and months we waited (oftentimes, at least for me, impatiently) trying to guess what she would look like, what kind of personality she would have, etc. I would have dreams about her, and she would look different in each one. Julie and I would look forward to each trip to the doctor's office, so we could hear her heart beating and know that each visit was a step towards this great unknown - parenting.
The sun is rising. The horizon is being painted with rising waves of color that fade into each other giving the illusion that the is no distinction between the colors. Trees, rooftops, and telephone poles make silhouette against the coming day. I did not see the sun rise on March 6th. *add more here*
As I walk through life, I realize more and more that this life is not my own. When my wife is sick or scared
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