Well they didn't show so down the road I go.......
Oh here is something I wrote awhile back when My daughter was still an infant, Enjoy
ZD




Parenting is great isn’t it, we just had our first kid, a little girl. It is so much fun to watch her grow and develop and change. My wife and I are changing too: more caring, loving, nervous.... sneaky. One of our favorite things to do is go into our daughters room and watch her sleep. And what is it about baby's sleeping that they can do it so quietly. Anyone who has had kids knows exactly what I am talking about. You go in to check on them and you’re standing there admiring the work of your loins, admiring this little cherub and how small and doll-like she is and suddenly you think "man she is quiet!" Then you get nervous right and start thinking "omigoodness, is she breathing?!" The funny thing is that you try to laugh it off and say that your not one of those over protective parents and turn to walk out of the room. But you don’t get far right? Something starts gnawing at the back of your mind and before you know it your like a mental patient: your pacing back and forth outside the door wringing your hands, arguing with yourself until finally you burst into the room to check on your darling baby! Of course all of this takes place in matter of two seconds and all without making a sound; because we all know that once that baby is asleep you let it sleep so you can return to being a normal human being for an hour and a half (if your lucky) At this point you have to ways to go about checking on your baby. The Lean or the Poke. The Lean is the less disruptive but harder to pull off with the high rails on a crib, best left for situations when they are sleeping on the kitchen floor or curled up by the computer. In this situation I prefer the Poke or Gentle Prodding. I can remember one night when my wife and I were going up to bed and we popped into the baby’s room to watch our perfect little girl sleeping perfectly........still that is and suddenly I had one of "those" moments and freaked out, except now she is eight months old and I know everything about babies so it was a micro-freak out and I calmly reached out and prodded her. She popped up like someone in a movie who you think is dead but their not and everyone screams and laughs because they were scared, well we didn’t scream and we didn't laugh but we did freeze. Motionless except for our eyes we made contact and in the milliseconds that this all transpired my wife and I communicated to each other exactly what needed to be done. You would have thought there was a bomb or people shooting at us because we dropped to the floor like two fainting goats. As we lay there motionless, unable to see what our daughter was doing, but hearing her stir around getting back into her sleeping position (which is on her belly, arms tucked under her torso and legs pulled up so her butt is sticking up into the air.) We turned in to battle hardened soldiers, I am giving my wife hand signals that probably looked like the weirdest game of charades and we start to do the military belly crawl out of the room. Trying to stay low and slow we finally made it out of the room, where once we were out of range, we just collapsed in laughter. That may have been the last time I attempted the Poke.