Esprit Canada

 

 

1998

 

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Age: 0-12 months
Height: 21-27.5 inches
Weight: 6.5-16 pounds

Canadas’ Most Wanted

January: born in Laurinburg, NC

March: smiles and coos

May: plays with toys

June: goes incognito

July: visits relatives in Indiana

Updated June 20, 2002
© Canada 2001

Esprit Nueva Canada put her parents on top of the world—and turned it upside down—when she arrived in January of this year.   She spent the first year of her life getting to know her parents at home in North Carolina, as well as the rest of her family in Indiana.  She also experienced her first loves: Venetian blinds and Waylon Jennings, whose country-and-western songs were the only things that would soothe her at times.  Within a few months of her birth, she had begun rolling around on the floor, and by the time she was 11 months old she was walking.

 

 

Canadas’ Most Wanted

January 1998

Born: 7:52 a.m., January 18, 1998
Height: 21 inches
Weight: 6 pounds, 9 ounces

Name: "Esprit" (pronounced es-PREE) is a French word that means many special things, including "spirit," "soul," "mind," "wit," "humor," and "character." "Nueva" (pronounced nue-AE-vah) is the Spanish word for "new."

Updated May 20, 2002
© Canada 2001

Esprit arrives

January 18, 1998: With one exception, this weekend was a typically uneventful one for us. On Saturday, Lisa and I drove up to Aberdeen to do our grocery shopping at Super Kmart and had lunch at the Lone Star Steakhouse. At home, we took a nap, I horsed around on the Internet, and Lisa talked to her sister Jessica on the phone. That evening, on a lark, we watched television's answer to the B movie, "Walker: Texas Ranger," and went to bed at 11. It was about that time that things started becoming exceptional.

After months of anticipation, a few weeks of false labor pains, and a whole day of strong but irregular contractions, Lisa experienced a series of regular contractions about 10 minutes apart--the first signs that the baby girl who had been residing in our imagination was ready to make her appearance on earth. By 1:30 a.m., we were at the hospital. At 7:52 Sunday morning, the world--especially ours--took on a new, pinkish, beautiful hue. All 6 pounds, 9 ounces, and 21 inches of Esprit Canada had arrived.

It's nearly 12 hours later now, and I'm sitting here in a dim hospital room in Laurinburg, North Carolina, with two people who have changed my life. As I sit here watching both of them sleep, I realize that trying to explain what the newest one means to me would be as fruitless as trying to describe the boundless, transcendent love I have for her mother. All I can do with any precision is to recount a few of the rich moments that accompanied her arrival.

I remember pain--the awful pain that I saw on Lisa's face as we walked down the empty hospital halls, trying to ease and advance her labor, and as I stood by her bed for hours, helping her to breathe through the contractions. I remember relief--the relief I sensed in Lisa when a wonderful nurse named Paula Edwards gently stroked her and comforted her in the early stages of her labor, but even more my own relief when our midwife, Alma Kay Woolard, came into the delivery room at 5 a.m. By that time, I knew that Lisa desperately needed more than what I could give her; she needed the additional comfort and confidence that Alma Kay, who has supported her since the early months of her pregnancy, could provide. Alma Kay came through splendidly with a combination of sensitivity and aplomb that I will never forget. Finally, and greatest of all, I remember joy--the joy born of pain, relief, and love as I saw for the first time Esprit's tiny face and knew that she was our child.

I have heard that the love that parents have for their children is even greater than the love they feel for each other. I find it hard to imagine any love greater than my love for Lisa, who is more to me than I am to myself. I do know, though, that the love I felt for Esprit the first time I saw her was the most immediate I have ever known, for, while every other person I have known in my adult life has come to me as a stranger, this little person was someone I already knew and deeply loved. 

 

March 1998

Age: 2 months
Weight: 10.5 lbs.
Height: 22.5 inches
Aliases: Peanut, Popeye, Piglet, Wiglet, Milky Face, Essie-bug

Updated May 20, 2002
© Canada 2001

Wanted for: Smiling, cooing, turning and lifting head, scooting around in crib, dancing with Dad, taking baths, gazing at Venetian blinds
Known Hangouts: Mommy's shoulder, Daddy's arms, top of washing machine
Favorite Food: Milk
Favorite Musicians: Waylon Jennings, Hank Williams Jr.
Favorite Songs: "You Are My Sunshine" and "Down in the Valley" (as performed by Mommy), "Vacuum Serenade" (as performed by Dirt Devil)

 

May 1998

Age: 4 months
Weight: 13 lbs.
Height: 26 inches
Aliases: Bugaboo, Baby Boo, Bubble Jet, Sweetie, Jr.

Updated May 20, 2002
© Canada 2001

Wanted for: Playing with toys in her bouncer, grabbing her right foot
Accomplices: Winnie-the-Pooh and Tigger, too 
Known Hangouts: Baby bouncer

 

June 1998

Age: 5 months
Weight: 13 lbs.
Height: 26 inches
Aliases: Peanut, Popeye, Piglet, Wiglet, Milky Face, Essie-bug

Updated May 20, 2002
© Canada 2001

Wanted for: Giving her parents the raspberry
Warning: Esprit is armed with a killer smile and has been known to go incognito.

 

 

July 1998

Age: 7 months
Weight: 16 lbs.
Height: 27.5 inches
Wanted for: Stealing the hearts of her grandparents, aunts, uncles, and cousins on a recent string of heists throughout the Midwest
Note: Esprit has developed a new disguise: two teeth
Warning: Esprit's modus operandi is to win over strangers with a friendly wave, take them for all they're worth, and then just roll away.

Updated May 20, 2002
© Canada 2001

NEWS FLASH: CAPTURED!

LAURINBURG, NC: Esprit Canada, aka, "Bug," was recently captured after becoming trapped beneath her play yard. Authorities swooped down and apprehended the felon as she struggled to escape with cohorts Baba and Froggy. Once she was in custody, a few tosses in the air and blows to the tummy finally yielded a verbose, but incoherent admission of guilt. Esprit's typed confession is still awaiting translation; however, part of it appears here:

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