Happy Bday to me and Kara!

Happy Birthday to Kara (&me)!

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Family and friends,

 At 12:31pm on Monday, July 4, 2005, Amy and I were blessed with a

 beautiful 6 pounds, 1.2 ounce, 19.25" long baby girl.

 Amy's water broke at 2:15am.  Amy found her water breaking to be much

 less traumatic than finding a cricket in the bathroom three weeks

 before.  When she saw the cricket, she started screaming "It's Coming!,

 It's Coming!, It's Coming!"  I was in a sound sleep and thought that

 meant the baby was coming, but apparently it just meant kill the damn

 cricket.

 We were on the road headed to Northside Hospital by 2:40 in the morning

 and would have arrived at the hospital sooner, but we were pulled over

 by a Cobb County police officer.  He was a very nice officer and

 offered to provide a police escort, but instead I think he should focus

 on learning what constitutes probable cause for a traffic stop since I

 was not speeding, swerving, or running red lights like I normally would

 be doing at 2:40 in the morning.

 We named her Kara Marie Corrigan (Amy picked Kara and Marie, while I

 was allowed to pick Corrigan, but only after agreeing to a long list of

 Amy's terms and conditions).

 Both Kara and her mom are July 4th babies.  Kara's due date was

 supposed to be August 3rd, but Kara and her mother conspired to ruin my

 fourth of July trips to Destin with my college friends.

 obligatory Beach Lounge Hounds shoutout here>

 Amy and I hope to have a houseful of children, but if baby #2

 interferes with going skiing in Salt Lake City, baby #3 prevents going

 to the lake, and babies #4 and up make me fold a winning hand at poker

 night to head to the hospital then I will know that Amy and my children

 are truly teaming up against me.

 I am very fortunate that I did not go to Destin this year, as I would

 now just be paying child support as opposed to helping care for my

 first born.

 But in all honesty, if the price for having such a precious gift is

 giving up a couple of days out of town, then I will pay that price

 every day of my life.  Besides, there is plenty of beer locally.

 I had more fortitude than I thought I did.  I was there in the delivery

 room and held Amy's right leg and helped coach her.  I also managed to

 remain conscious to cut the umbilical cord.

 Kara, Amy, and I (see, I already know where I fit in the pecking order

 now) will be heading home from the hospital Wednesday morning.

 Best regards,

 Jeff