IT'S A BOY !
On Saturday morning at 10:04 AM, I had the honor of welcoming our second child into the world. Our 7 lb, 1 oz. bundle of joy came out screaming and ready to take on the challenge of his first breath of air. Ten fingers and as many toes were stretching and grasping for their first touch.
After the nurses cleaned him up and checked his vital statistics, we were able to spend our first moments of quality time with our new son. As we were sitting there taking this all in, an annoying thought kept creeping into my mind.
On one of the happiest days of my life, I couldn't help thinking about Barak Obama's voting record. I mean, here we were, actually experiencing the miracle of life first hand, yet somehow Obama's face kept popping into my head. Why?
Then it dawned on me. I'm watching my son take his first breaths and worrying about the next vital minutes of his life, when I realized that this is actually the same point in my son's life where Barak Obama would support my wife and I if we decided to kill our son.
Luckily, my new boy turned around and opened his eyes for the first time, at which point all thoughts of legislatively approved baby killing faded from my mind.
I'm hoping to be able to get back into the swing of things regarding my blog over the next few days and weeks, but for now I'm going to be concentrating on raising the next great conservative thinker.
On Saturday morning at 10:04 AM, I had the honor of welcoming our second child into the world. Our 7 lb, 1 oz. bundle of joy came out screaming and ready to take on the challenge of his first breath of air. Ten fingers and as many toes were stretching and grasping for their first touch.
After the nurses cleaned him up and checked his vital statistics, we were able to spend our first moments of quality time with our new son. As we were sitting there taking this all in, an annoying thought kept creeping into my mind.
On one of the happiest days of my life, I couldn't help thinking about Barak Obama's voting record. I mean, here we were, actually experiencing the miracle of life first hand, yet somehow Obama's face kept popping into my head. Why?
Then it dawned on me. I'm watching my son take his first breaths and worrying about the next vital minutes of his life, when I realized that this is actually the same point in my son's life where Barak Obama would support my wife and I if we decided to kill our son.
Luckily, my new boy turned around and opened his eyes for the first time, at which point all thoughts of legislatively approved baby killing faded from my mind.
I'm hoping to be able to get back into the swing of things regarding my blog over the next few days and weeks, but for now I'm going to be concentrating on raising the next great conservative thinker.
