Izjemen dan – postal sem očka

Ravno teden dni nazaj, torej 31. maja, je bil zame zares izjemen dan. Zjutraj sem vstal kot vsak drug dan in peljal ženo na redni tedenski pregled. ”Nič nenavadnega, vse v redu. Otroček bo kmalu prišel, se pa še nič ne dogaja” so rekli. V redu, Ajdo je sicer malo zbadalo, ampak je zgleda vse lažno. Kaj pa veš v prvo. Niti še nisva ničesar pričakovala, saj je bil predviden rok poroda šele 9. junija. Doma skuham kosilo, pojeva, potem pa šibam v Planico. Sva se odločila, da ni nič hudega, da naj le grem skakat, če ne sem lahko še 14 dni doma in čakava. Jaz se naskačem in preoblečem, potem pa pogledam na telefon. Tam pa presenečenje- neodgovorjeni klici in smsi v smislu: smo že v porodnišnici, hitro pridi. Povem trenerju, hop v kombi, najprej malo z rezervo, saj si misliš, da ne more biti tako hitro, potem pa malo na gas. Za vsak slučaj. Zamenjam kombi za svoj avto in šibam v porodnišnico. Mislim da imam še čas, v resnici pa komajda ujamem zadnje trenutke preden je Jaka prijokal na svet. So rekli, da me je počakal, da bi bil če ne sigurno še prej. Huh, pa bi skoraj zamudil. Naj še kdo reče, da se ne more vse odviti  4 urah. No, samo da sem ujel. In tako je ob 18:10 prvič zajokal najin sin Jaka, 52cm in 3070g čiste sreče in ljubezni.  Res je bil to poseben dan, en lepših. Ponos, ki ga občutiš, ko dobiš v naročje to malo štručko je večji in slajši kot vsi doslej. Dosegel sem še en uspeh v življenju, postal sem očka. In dobil sem novega, največjega navijača.

Sinko, očka je presrečen!

Jaka MJaka&Mitja


So, exactly a week ago, may 31th, was a very special day for me. I got up in the morning as I do any other day. I drove my wife for her weekly apointment. ”Nothing special, it’s al ok. The baby will come soon, but nothing is yet happening” they said. Ok, well Ajda had some pain, but I guess it was a false alarm. You really don’t know the first time around. We didn’t even expect anything realy, because the due date for the baby was on the 9th of june. We came home, had some lunch and I was on my way to Planica. Why not, we said, I can’t be home for 14 days because of every false alarm. So I went and after I finished my training I came to the dressing room and there was a surprise- missed calls and text messages saying: we’re in the hospital, hurry up. I inform my coach and we’re on the road. First we said it’s not realy such a hurry, but then drove a little faster. Just in case. I switch cars and arived to hospital. Oh, I thought there is still time, but I barely cought the last moments before Jaka was born. And they say it can not happen in 4 hours. Yeah, right. Well, as long as I got to be there for the finnish, I am happy. And so, at 18:10 our son Jaka was born. 52cm and 3070g of pure happines and love. It really was a special day, one of the best. The pride I felt holding this little one is bigger and sweeter than all of them before. I got to achive one more big thing in life, I became a father. And I got myself a new bigest fan.

My dear son, daddy is soooo happy!