There is too much going on. Ordinarily at this time you could reliably turn to this page and find a feisty rant. I would no doubt comment on the latest oily defecation on our community and the refreshing fact that it wasn’t CN rail’s fault. From there I could go on to hope that our three week pause before we start asking why this happened is so our lawyers have time to take them for all they’re worth. However, Squamish being dumped on is hardly new and until we find out if our community will once again just roll over and take it, I will turn attentions to other top of mind issues.
In fact, I’m not only going to discuss something other than the spill, I’m going to write about something I make it a rule not to write about… babies. See, right there I lost half of you. Or maybe not. Surely I can’t be alone in noticing the insane amount of women who just were, or, are now pregnant. At first I thought maybe it was like the new car syndrome where you only notice things because you just got one. But now I’m sure it’s a bonified bambino boom. Early on some were heard to remark that perhaps it was something in the water. Now, I don’t play a Doctor on TV, but having just ushered my second daughter into this world I’m pretty sure I’ve figured out what’s causing it. I assure you in no uncertain terms, it’s not the water.
No, what we have here is an undisputable population explosion and once again I find myself going with the flow of giving to this community.
Without further adieu it is my privilege to publicly welcome Rachel Rae Raiser to the mighty Squamish BC. As I usher in a new life and look around at what our community is being forced to become, I can’t help but be a little scared. Yet I’m also excited to be adding yet another name to the long list of kick ass girls born and raised in Squamish.
While we’re on the topic of kick ass I would be remiss not to heap a bucket of praise on the staff of our Squamish General Hospital. Nurses, doctors, surgeons, and so forth, each and every one of them an asset to the health care profession and we’re lucky to have such good people working locally.
Now, I must reassure everyone that this space will not become a ‘guess-what-my-kid(s)-did’ column. On the contrary, it appears that I have yet another reason to care very deeply about what happens to this town. Granted, being the only male in a family of four my perspective will no doubt change. Bathroom challenges aside, I can certainly think of worse things to be surrounded by then three beautiful girls. And when people inevitably ask me if I’m ready for two daughters, I can’t help but smile and wonder if the world is ready for the Raiser Girls.