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9.2.2003 The Other Side

The previous weekend was simple enough -- a little rest and relaxation does the body good.

This weekend however was a little different. Working seven days a week with clients who all have urgent matters, a former client calling for a work proposal, and then my self-loathing, overachieving id comes into play by registering the company with the state, by finally completing the book-like application that I had professionally bound at a nearby Kinko's -- yes, this week was slightly different.

A breather -- Saturday morning came and we found ourselves sitting in the doctor's office discussing the latest examination of how Elizabeth's pregnancy was progressing -- everything was fine. Actually, things were coming along so well, that he feels that there was a good chance that the baby was arriving early -- there was a possible two weeks left, at the most. Of course, this was all based on speculation and hypothetical, but we're thinking that due to the doctor's experience, there was a great probability of it being very precise.

These words brought along emotions of both great happiness and some great anxiety. Honestly, I was contemplating a month to a month and a half where a lot of that time was to be used for preparations -- which by the way, we haven't even started yet.

Yes, this brings along a sudden sense of urgency.

Like I was saying, we are not prepared. We do not have anything -- no crib, no clothes, no this, no that. And to top it all off, I do not even know what we need. I believe that Elizabeth knows a little more however and I'm very thankful for that.

For the following few days, we find ourselves in a mad rush of an all out shopping spree for baby stuff. During the daytime, my parents have been bringing Elizabeth to the stores and filling her shopping cart to the edge. In my spare evenings, I've been pitching in. We find many things. Miniature things -- miniature shirts, miniature pants, outfits, hats, towels, wheels, beds, etc., We visited places like Babies 'R Us (younger version of Toys 'R Us), Buy Buy Baby (looks like Bed Bath and Beyond -- but phonetically, the name is just horrible), as well as other stores, and I, for the first time in my life, am exposed to this alter-Earth.

I've come to realize that there are truly parallel universes all living in unison here on Earth. They are like phases that a person goes through. One is fully aware of the one before it -- for they have to happen consecutively at times. But along with enlightenment, one is aware that it is truly not necessary to reveal all to everyone. The balance is important you see. And, it's not good to disturb the balance.

Yes, balance is key.

And, I am here to show you what is exactly behind the curtain. Pass me the Prozac. Yes, I was being sarcastic.

But really, they say that one never realizes what surrounds them until they are truly exposed to it. And, I never realized this world of baby stuff before. It's sort of weird, but whenever someone rolls by with a stroller now, I check it out -- I really do. I find the words coming out of my mouth, "Hey, niiice stroller. Like them wheels."

Once in a while, if it's another man pushing the stroller, we give each other the proverbial man-to-man wink and nod. "Welcome to the other side," he says.

See? It's real.

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...One thing is that no matter how old I am, I probably will not like being called sir or mister, for they have always seemed too far out of reach...




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