Life

Life’s funny, eh?

On the morning of the 18th, shortly after posting my "Greetings From Ish’s Biggest Fan" comments, I spoke to a friend who asked when I thought the baby was coming.

After having said ‘any minute now’ for about a week, I realized that I’d gotten the due date wrong and there was little chance we’d be seeing the little one in person for a while. "Not today," I said.

Well. Now we can add "Batman Begins" to the list of labor accelerants. Who knew?

Actually, I know you didn’t, but some people have asked, so I wanted to explain the whole process of our home birth.  If you’ve never had a baby, or never had one out of the hospital, this might be interesting to you.

The first day has been wonderful, though neither of us has slept more
than a few hours.  Everyone took a morning nap and then BJ returned and
we all toasted our good fortune.  We used a bottle of port that Sarah
and I picked up on one of our first dates in Napa back in 2000.  We
were out there for New Year’s, and during a side trip to Napa we visited my favorite place in wine country, Prager Portworks.

On Saturday night, after seeing the first 1/3rd of Batman Begins, Sarah began having 4 and 5 minute contractions.  We raced home to meet the midwives and the birth assistant.  After a breakneck labor of 4.5 hours without drugs, a good portion of it in the hot tub, Moishe Ben Imber Safdar was born at…

Hola, friends and admirers of the Imber Safdar clan. My name is Bj and I will be your conduit for the next few weeks. As in, look for posts from me about the status of Ish’s big debut and updates on labor and arrival. During the hours of the blessed event, I’m honored to be…

About six months ago Sarah and I helped Katie move to her fabulous new apartment.  Katie had bought us lunch at a Mexican place and I showed my appreciation by drinking margaritas on Katie’s tab.  Pregnant ‘No tequila for my son’ Sarah ate her mexican food and stewed.

Katie needed supplies for the new place, so we all walked over to a nearby Target, where I went on a literal drunken shopping spree and bought a Dyson vaccum cleaner (pet hair model).  In case you’re curious, yes, it is worth every tequila-addled penny we paid for it.  I haven’t seen my carpets that clean since they were bought.

Then we ended up in the baby section of the book department.  Still reeling from the effects of my margaritas, I spied "1001 names for you baby", picked it up and flipped through it disdainfully.  Drunkenly I blurted out, "What kind of pathetic loser needs a book to help them name their baby?"

The presumably pregnant woman standing next to us, quietly flipping through her own copy of "1001 Names" put it back on the shelf and quietly slunk off.  I withered in Sarah’s "You’re such an asshole" gaze.

..is a sign of beverage quality. Who knows what it has to do with Mexican culture.

While waiting to board my I heard over the walkie tallkie, “All flights going in and out of Boston need ice service in Dulles. We are out of ice service in Boston.” I’m hoping this refers to beverages and not wing de-icer.

..is not tasty, but it is a hazing ritual.

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