Darrell's thoughts on having a boy

The following is from Darrell's myspace blog, written a few days after we found out that Ethan was... well, Ethan! Since Darrell keeps threatening to delete his myspace I wanted to preserve this piece of writing. I think Ethan deserves to know someday how eagerly we awaited this news, and how joyful we were when it finally came. And I think it'll be special for him to have it in his daddy's own words.

If Darrell doesn't like me reposting this it'll come down. But you know what they say... it's better to ask forgiveness than permission :)

--Cilla


[28 Jun 2008 Saturday]

Ethan Joseph Hafer
Current mood: excited

Well, for those of you who I haven't told already, Cilla had her ultrasound yesterday and it turns out we're having a boy! There are no words that can do justice to how estatic I am right now. It almost seems like a state of disbelief. I have listened to people (who shall remain nameless but may be reading this right now) poke fun at me and tease me for years about how I can't "make a boy".

I had convinced myself months ago that it was a girl. I had looked at every "scientific" aspect of the whole X vs Y chromosome, and looked at Cilla's fertility tracking tool (yeah - can you say obsessed) and was even convinced that scientifically the odds we're against a boy. I had everything figured out, all except for one.

The power of prayer.

Seriously. I prayed every week for God to bless me with a son. Now, before you all tell me that's not right, please know - I fully understand any healthy child is a blessing. I love my daughters to death. Any of you who have met Maddison would probably remark about how much she looks and acts like me (poor kid) and be sickened at what a daddy's girl she is. Both her and Bailey are amazing. But all men want a son. I want a son to be able to do all the things fathers and sons do. I can't wait.........

We already had a boy name picked out. Ethan Joseph. Ethan, just because we liked it and Joseph because it's my uncle's name. Plus, as an added bonus, I thought EJ would make for a really cute nick name. It beats the heck out of Buzzy or Buz - I can tell you that. ---if you don't know, don't ask.

So, I am extremely grateful and extremely appreciative. I'm still a little shell shocked. November 8th can't come soon enough. I just hope I can handle it like a man. When the Dr. proclaimed "its a boy" I immediately jumped, clapped and yelled "YES!" as if though my team had just scored a touchdown. Then of course, I questioned the Dr. stating I couldn't see anything and how could she be sure. After official review though, we were presented with photo evidence that indeed - my touchdown was good. In fact, when I get it scanned, I'll show you all what the little boy picture looked like.

Suddenly, for someone who wanted a boy to do all the "man" stuff with, I seemed to nearly lose control. My eyes started watering and I think the only thing holding them back was my 9 year old staring deep into them. So, I did the manly thing and contained myself..........
Until I left for school a few minutes later with everything concealed behind the mirrored tint of my sunglasses. Everthing except for a few tears of joy that managed to escape......

I'm so excited.

I'm so blessed.

I'm so grateful.


Thanks for reading.
Ciao.