March 31, 2018
This day was full of mixed emotions..
I was under a lot of pressure. Iâve barely began working, I was currently in training that time, I had no money, I was hungry, I was tired.
Though, it all started on March 30, 2018.
Me and my wife were expecting our first born to be.. well.. born.
My wife started to experience pain and difficulties with walking, standing and even sleeping.
There was a lot of âThrillâ, I might say, because we thought he was gonna come out. But, no. It was all false labor.
So, after a back and forth journey to the hospital, we decided to go home. And on the night of March 30, 2018, my wife began to have trouble sleeping. I asked her if we should go to the hospital or if she can still bare it.
All I can see from her face is pain.. And thatâs not a pretty sight for any husband. To see the love of your life in pain is unbearable.
And with that, I initiated that we go to the hospital. So, I got up, didnât change clothes, got the car, and we went.
The drive from our home to the hospital is not that far, not that near. And let me tell ya, thatâs one of the moments when I got to drive a car fast. Donât worry, my hazard lights were on.
And while driving, my wife was silent. Itâs like she was keeping the pain to herself. And me, I was silent as well, but my thoughts were screaming. Suddenly, I felt a cramp on my leg. Boy, did it hurt like a bitch..but, what could I do? I didnât mind it.
Once we arrived at the hospital, my wife was admitted right away and sent to the operating room.
And there it began.. the âWaiting Gameâ.
March 31, 2018,
No other patients were there, no other fathers were waiting. I was alone in a dark, creepy hallway waiting for my wife or anyone with news about her.
A lot of thoughts were coursing through my mind..
âHow can I be a father?â
âWhat if the kid doesnât like me?â
âDo I have what it takes to be a parent?â and so on..
Every time someone would go out the operating room, all of my body hair would startle. My sleepy eyes would be wide. And I would be hoping for any type of news.
While waiting,of course, I planned on a few things.. maybe too advanced.
I want to teach my kid how to drive, shoot his first hoop, cook his first egg, tie his own shoes. Basically, I wanna do all the things that my dad wouldâve done.
The silence of the night and the silence of the hospital was very unbearable. So, I sang Frank Sinatraâs âFly me to the moonâ. As I would sing that to my kid when he was back in his momâs tummy.
The door of the operating room opened, and the nurse called my attention..
And while I was walking towards her, I saw this blanket wrapping the cutest most graceful being Iâve ever seen.. After 6 straight hours of waiting, I felt hungry, I was sleepy, I had a bit of pain still from my cramp, but none of those mattered..
I saw my son.
And holding him for the first time, I had to hold back my tears, but I couldnât hold them all back..
Iâve never felt so nervous and excited my whole life..
And the nurse took him back, told me to wait for my wife. That moment, I felt really light headed, like I was high.
When they released my wife from the operating room, my son was with her. Seeing them both sleeping, I could do that every day just watching them sleep..
I felt like I won the lottery, I felt like flying and screaming.
And I knew from that day on, things would change.And I was ready to accept it.
March 31, 2018 marks the day when I became a father.
Wanna meet him? Okay.
Say hi to Rex Emmanuel. :)