Birth Center Videos

Daddy Brad and Daddy Clay give five simple tips for dads in the delivery room. Your wife is pregnant and in the birth center and you're ready for labor and delivery. You've been following the pregnancy week by week, and you think you're prepared for childbirth. However, there are some simple things you might forget when waiting on baby delivery. First, you might want to consider bringing change for the snack machine. The labor delivery could take a while and you don't to stray to far ...

Originally posted at SomaCow.com In this hour, brought to you by HealingRoni Pizza Delivery, I came to a startling realization. I had just kicked a key member of my show off, and it wasn t J! I was struck with the situation, namely, I had just sent Ross packing, he was already out the door, and I knew I had made a mistake. One of my greatest failings (there are many, stick around and try to make a list sometime) is that I rarely consider motive when I am upset. I am great at looking at the world through detached eyes, calmly surmising people and their actions and determining why they do the things they do. Or at least, that is what the tests I took on Spark told me in the nineties. But when I am angry, miffed, peeved, slighted, insulted, chagrined, embarrassed, threatened, irritated, or pissy, all I see is red. I acted in haste, seeing Ross as out of line, and now what the hell was I going to do? For the first time in SomaCow history, a new show did not start at the top of the hour. I went out of the studio, and found Jen. She was shocked, confused as to why things had gotten so serious, and she said Ross was already gone. I walked outside, with Mickey and J close behind (it was an opportunity for them to have an unscheduled smoke break, maybe?). I looked down the U of my street, left and right No Ross. No car. Did he walk? How the hell had he vanished so quickly? I knew I needed to call him. If I let it go to tomorrow, the bones would set that way, and there would be no repairing the damage done. I whipped out the iPhone, and immediately scanned Twitter. it just got real. ON Somacow. - ELROSS Well what the hell did THAT mean? I called Ross. Hey, Ross? Hey Where are you? Driving I was rapidly losing ground. I knew that if this call ended all jilted and stilted, I d have to side with my ego, and began the laborious process of walling myself off from Ross. I played back the last year plus of our friendship. Ross and Gary, Ross and Halloween Horror Nights, Ross in a suit atop a bar in downtown Orlando, Ross at my garage sale, buying comics for the kid, and really just assuaging my wife with her pregnancy fears. Ross at dinner, Ross talking to me about impending fatherhood, Ross giving advice on Birthing Centers, Ross giving advice on B4D, Ross shoving us to a tweetup, where we met great peeps. Hours of Ross, handling production, getting guests in and TFO of the studio, calling shows pimping SomaCow, bringing over snacks, bitting with J, giving me shit about smoking because he doesn t think I should die, Ross at Target, Ross and his many and varied Beard Competitions, Ross Ross Ross. I couldn t let him go. So I hatched a plan: You can t leave. There s Pizza coming. I know he saw through it. Mickey, J, Ross and I had a moment, there in that driveway. Why do I sound like Carrie Bradshaw all the sudden? In this hour, we discussed the Tweetup at Eden at the Enzian, chatted with Etanowitz of the Orlando Sentinel, talked about gay bars, and patched hearts.

SomaCow Media Network is proud to present SomaCow, brought top you by Scott Sigler s Infected. NOTE: Live shows are moving to Saturday from 1-4PM Eastern. Please pardon the incongruity of this particular blog. I (Mickey) am filling in for Geoff who normally writes the show blogs. Geoff is busy at this very moment. He is being a cheerleader. Za-Wha-Wha-Wha Pooooosh Poooooosh. His hippy wife Jen, the original producer for SomaCow, has been in labor at the hippy Birth Center for about 87 buhbillion straight hours. It seems as though my god-kid has already inherited my stubbornness. I m going to do something I normally yell at J for doing. I am going to break the fourth wall. I m going to give you a peak behind the scenes and allow you to take a look at one of the processes processi processssss s at one of the things that goes into making a show. Today, we will expose the underbelly of THE BLOG. The Production Staff is a strongly guarded industrial secret of SomaCow Labs. No one truely knows how many people are part of The Production Staff. We recently added our listener Acina to The Production Staff . Although it is a secret, how many people there are, how it works, who knew what when it is a well oiled machine. The moment the show begins TPS begins hammering notes into the MOO-9000. If Geoff makes a mention of beefs , one fo the members of TPS punches in the code for beefs . If we mention Chrispy , the Chrispy code is entered. The same thing happens for other topics like: God (aka Morgan Freeman) Shia Labouf In the navy J being fired Dolph Lungren Is Our Children Learning J coughing It s like _____ followed by It ISSSSS ________ The Hippy Wife The Chick Bradley And this is just the tip of the iceberg. The data collection portion of TPS even has statistics on how many times we use the word the . It s mindbogglingly silly. But someday, when someone finally gets the wikipedia article approved and past the asshats that run that website, it will be important. There are also members of TPS that do nothing but take show notes. Those show notes are then lovingly put into a velvet lined book, bound with leather, slid into a silken case, placed into a safe that is located inside the SomaCow Lab vault. The reason this blog is not up to snuff: I do not have a key to the vault. So, The Productions Staff s notes are not being used for this blog. If you would like to be an unofficial member of TPS, you can send an email to moo@somacow.com. Moo-Mail (moo@somacow.com) now works for J as well. If you want to talk to Geoff, Me (Mickey), J, or Ross, (and The Hippy wife and The Chick and most of The Production Staff) then send a note to moo@somacow.com. It s neat. When an email comes in, alarms go off, phones vibrate, aol man screams it s like a cacophony of alert sounds. On great reason to utlize the Moo-Mail this week would be to send in your well wishes for our listener seadad. Seadad spent a lot of time listening to us live. He informed us that he is going out to sea soon. He is IN THE NAVY and it is deployment time for him. You can send your well wishes, pictures, audio clips, movies, etc to moo@somacow.com and we will ensure that they are delivered with love to SeaDad.