Mrs. NH and I were at the hospital last night from around 11:00 until 3:00. Nothing ended up happening but for a while it looked like the birthday I was betting on was going to happen. In the end, it wasn’t to be and we drove home in a chilly Houston night. It was a good dry run for the big day anyway. I’d be lying if I said it didn’t make me even more excited to be a poppa again.
We’ll keep you posted.