Crazy Whaley

Yesterday was my Baby Girls birthday. It got me thinking about where I was nine years ago and how fast time flies. Nine years ago I was an unmarried man about to start a family with a girl that had just graduated from high school four months earlier. I was so nervous and unsure how to do the right thing. One thing I did know was that for nearly as long as I could remember I had wanted to be a father. The day Anny and I went to the hospital was quite an ordeal. I had everything prepared the best I knew how to. I had packed a hospital bag for both of us and stowed it in the trunk of the Camry that I traded my green S-10 pickup for. The car seat was strapped in and triple checked and in my mind we were ready. When she said its time to go to the hospital we rushed right over. It took a long time for Isa to come out. When she crowned I started to cry and by the time my parents came into the room I was nearly hysterical. I remember looking around at a room full of girls and realizing that I was crying more than all of them combined. I was so overwhelmed with joy that my first child was here. It has been a quick nine years since that day and I have a beautiful, smart and well behaved daughter whom I love dearly. I often remind her that she is my “Alma” (my soul). It fills my heart with joy just to talk to her everyday. I never thought nine years ago that I would be where I am today but I thank God that I have had my family through whatever I have gone through. Especially my “Baby Girl.”