Today Bethany and I celebrated our 6 year anniversary. We had a birth, a birthday and an anniversary all in the span of one week. That's a good week. It's been a fantastic six years. I love my wife very much and I am profoundly happy. She is beautiful.
We didn't get each other any gifts for our anniversary this year. Maybe it's because we're on a missionary budget, or maybe we've just had a bit too much going on this week to think about gifts. We made a baby together. That's a pretty good gift. Man, I love the ladies of my life. Promise is beautiful. Bethany is beautiful. I've got it good.
We went out for a nice lunch this afternoon to celebrate all the great things the Lord has done for us. It was nice taking Promise out. Everybody wants to look at her, so we are always very popular when out in public. Bethany carries her in a cool pouch on her belly. Everybody looks down into the pouch to get a glimpse of the tiny "puti" (white) baby. It kinda looks like people are staring down my wife's shirt, but I know they're just wanting to see my baby, so I don't mind. That came out wrong...well, you know what I mean.
Oh, I'm rambling. I'm not really supposed to be writing at all. You see, this is actually the long awaited Birth Story. Bethany kept a journal throughout her pregnancy and labor, so she has written you all a rather detailed account. I must warn you that at times it is somewhat graphic. I know all you midwives and hippies out there will squeal with delight as you read it, but for those of you who, like myself, can do without the gory details, I will give you a brief synopsis: at the beginning of the weekend, Bethany had a baby inside of her; by the end of the weekend, the baby was no longer inside of her. There you go. That's all you really need to know.
For the rest of you, click here for the rest of the story. But don't say I didn't warn you. Below, I've posted a couple of the pictures that I took last weekend at the Kadayawan festival. Yes, I was at the park while Bethany was in labor, but she told me to go. So get off my back. By the way, if you click on the photos you can see a larger version.