It was the day before my husband’s birthday, and the day before K was due. Super Dad was in full force – saying that he and K would share the same birthday – which they would.
But there was a catch.
“A rare winter storm hit much of Texas early Friday with sleet and snow, creating chaos on icy roads around the state and hampering travelers trying to get to the Super Bowl near Dallas,” said an article by the New York Times.
The Snowpacalypse of 2011, seemed like a great time to go into labor.
I woke up about 2 a.m. to contractions. I woke up soon-to-be Super Dad, who decided to take a shower before heading into the hospital. What can I say – he likes to be clean and fresh.
I heard clattering on the window, what I assumed to be ice, so I turned on the TV.
Sure enough – our local weather guy was full-on freaking out, “If you live in this area!” He hovered his hand exactly in the spot where we lived. “Then you aren’t going anywhere for at least five days.”
“OMG! OMG! OMG! Get out of the shower! We’ve got to go NOW!!!” I screamed.
Side note: On a good day, we live about 40 minutes from the hospital I was planning to deliver in. This was not a good day.
Two long hours and lots of labor pain later… after sliding around on the ice and nearly being taken out by a few cars… we made it.
Being our first born, it took several more hours before K arrived into the world.
The world around him was experiencing rolling black outs, and the drive home was intense.
When we made it, we barely got up the hill to our driveway.
The garage was broken. During a rolling blackout, our house alarm went off and the cops came to check on things and locked the garage. When we hit the button to open it, it ripped it off the hinges and fell in a puddle on the driveway.
Inside wasn’t much better. The pipes were frozen. In our haste to get to the hospital, we forgot to leave every faucet dripping and instead of no hot water, we had no water.
To top it off, my doctor forgot to sign the prescription for my drugs, and he left to get out of the cold. So we were left, with a broken house, no water and no drugs in the Snowpacalypse of 2011. Awesome.
But, I can officially say that we had to fight a snowstorm, while in labor, up hill both ways, while barefoot, to have him… maybe I made up the barefoot part. But it’s a good story.