Charis is scheduled to be born at 7:30 a.m. tomorrow morning, which means that we must be at the hospital at the obscene hour of 5:00 a.m. But I know it’s going to be worth it.
I’m not sure how much sleep I’ll get tonight. I’ve got some pregame jitters, if you know what I mean, and I think that could make things rough. But there’s nothing a good cup of Starbucks can’t fix.
Lord willing, I’ll be a dad in approximately 12 hours.