{"id":70,"date":"2003-01-25T10:47:33","date_gmt":"2003-01-25T10:47:33","guid":{"rendered":"http:\/\/plan.thewoottons.com\/?p=70"},"modified":"2003-01-25T10:47:33","modified_gmt":"2003-01-25T10:47:33","slug":"almost-zero","status":"publish","type":"post","link":"https:\/\/plan.thewoottons.com\/?p=70","title":{"rendered":"Almost Zero"},"content":{"rendered":"

\"Sleeping<\/a>
\nIn about a week my son
\nwill turn zero. That’s right — zero.<\/p>\n

The 31st day of January was my wife’s official due date,
\nthe date when it was all supposed to happen. The wife and
\nI were to rush to the hospital on this day – hope in our
\neyes – to finally see the infant kicking inside her.
\nAs it turns out, all of that is
\n well over and done<\/a>.
\nIn fact, it happened what feels like ages ago.<\/p>\n

On the 31st, my son will be just over 4 weeks old, going on zero.
\nHe wasn’t supposed to be around yet. We were to spend this
\nmonth planning – anticipating. I was supposed to dive under the
\nhouse and bring out all the hand me downs. My wife was supposed
\nto let the worries of childbirth weigh on her a bit. Cambell would
\nspend the month in his womb, close the beating of his mother’s
\nheart, listening to the muffled voices outside. All of us would
\nget some rest in the final month leading up to the big day.<\/p>\n

Instead this month was a blur. Diapers and feedings crowded
\nour days and nights. Our previous sleeping schedule became a
\ndistant memory. The bassinet sprang up in our room.
\nVisitors appeared in our doorways, eager to pile love onto
\nour newborn son.
\nWe began to watch our tiny infant begin to sprout into the child
\nhe will one day be; a person began emerge from the tangle of
\nhis legs and arms. It’s been quite a ride, but definitely a
\npleasant one.<\/p>\n

It may sound like I’m complaining just a bit. I assure you
\nthat couldn’t be farther from the truth. After two and one half years of
\ntrying, there’s absolutely nothing wrong with something coming early for a change, especially when it is a gift as blessed as this.<\/p>\n","protected":false},"excerpt":{"rendered":"

In about a week my son will turn zero. That’s right — zero. The 31st day of January was my wife’s official due date, the date when it was all supposed to happen. The wife and I were to rush to the hospital on this day – hope in our eyes – to finally see […]<\/p>\n","protected":false},"author":1,"featured_media":0,"comment_status":"open","ping_status":"closed","sticky":false,"template":"","format":"standard","meta":[],"categories":[3],"tags":[],"_links":{"self":[{"href":"https:\/\/plan.thewoottons.com\/index.php?rest_route=\/wp\/v2\/posts\/70"}],"collection":[{"href":"https:\/\/plan.thewoottons.com\/index.php?rest_route=\/wp\/v2\/posts"}],"about":[{"href":"https:\/\/plan.thewoottons.com\/index.php?rest_route=\/wp\/v2\/types\/post"}],"author":[{"embeddable":true,"href":"https:\/\/plan.thewoottons.com\/index.php?rest_route=\/wp\/v2\/users\/1"}],"replies":[{"embeddable":true,"href":"https:\/\/plan.thewoottons.com\/index.php?rest_route=%2Fwp%2Fv2%2Fcomments&post=70"}],"version-history":[{"count":0,"href":"https:\/\/plan.thewoottons.com\/index.php?rest_route=\/wp\/v2\/posts\/70\/revisions"}],"wp:attachment":[{"href":"https:\/\/plan.thewoottons.com\/index.php?rest_route=%2Fwp%2Fv2%2Fmedia&parent=70"}],"wp:term":[{"taxonomy":"category","embeddable":true,"href":"https:\/\/plan.thewoottons.com\/index.php?rest_route=%2Fwp%2Fv2%2Fcategories&post=70"},{"taxonomy":"post_tag","embeddable":true,"href":"https:\/\/plan.thewoottons.com\/index.php?rest_route=%2Fwp%2Fv2%2Ftags&post=70"}],"curies":[{"name":"wp","href":"https:\/\/api.w.org\/{rel}","templated":true}]}}