We did it! We had our baby! Please welcome Mr. Caden Brackett into the world!!! He’s the best thing that has ever happened and we are blessed to have him with us. It was an incredible journey to go on for 40 weeks, but it was worth it. Coming up with a name was challenge No. 1. Apparently, when you’re a
weatherman meteorologist you know a lot of ‘guys’ and because you ‘know a guy’ who did xyz in college that takes the name off the table for our baby. The name Bill Paxton Brackett was on the docket, but we decided against it at the last moment. Phew, dodged a bullet there! I like the movie Twister and all, but I need to draw the line somewhere! 40 weeks came and went and Mr. Caden decided to take his sweet time coming out. We were anxious for his arrival, but ready. The nursery was all set up, car seats were installed, overnight hospital bags were packed, and neighbors were set up to watch our two dogs. Caden was due on October 23rd, 2015. That day came and went with no indication of going into labor. To say we were disappointed would be an understatement. As any mom knows, when that due date comes, baby needs to come out ASAP! But, being his mother, I knew he was going to be stubborn about the whole thing and take his sweet time. Thank goodness he didn’t learn to be totally stubborn like me right off the bat, because labor started at 4:15 am the next morning.
4:15 am on October 24th, 2015 was a pivotal moment in the Brackett household. First, I had no idea what I was experiencing. I thought it was all in my head because I wanted it to happen, so naturally, I ignored my body and was in denial for a few hours before the pain got to be unbearable and I decided to wake up my husband. 6:30 am I wake Aaron up and verbatim say, “So, I think I might be having contractions.” I then bent over in agony and stated, “…but I’m not sure.” Haha! silly me. But when it’s your first kid, you really have no idea what is going on. The hospital doesn’t want to see you until the contractions are 5 min apart and last for 1 min long each. I was having contractions every 2-3 min at 40 seconds long each, therefore, I was not following the pattern the hospital required, so I didn’t see a need to go in just yet. This is where labor and delivery begins to mimic a storm chaser.
Storm chasers get into what I call “Go Mode”. They are very educated, they look at tons of maps, do a lot of math, and follow the severe weather
at a safe distance. Their “Go Mode” is frantically looking at their phones and computers, freaking out a little bit (who am I kidding, a lot a bit) and putting the pedal-to-the-metal to get to where the storm is. They don’t always use full sentences, and often times are incoherent with the facts as their brains are moving a million miles a minute. There is an excitement in the air and a frantic-ness that something big is about to happen and if they take one extra second to tell you what is going on, all will be lost. Screeching tires on side-dirt roads in the middle of nowhere kick up dirt, there is a ton of yelling and ‘nerd-talk’. If you are unfortunate enough to be taking a bathroom break at the time, you may find yourself running out of said bathroom while pulling up your pants (again, who am I kidding, a bathroom? Ha! I mean peeing on the side of the road). Once they make it into the chase car they are in they blast their ‘chasing music’ and begin arguing with each other on what route to take. Once they finally agree, it’s every-chaser for himself. Everyone eventually winds up around the same areas and either sees something or they don’t, but nonetheless its very exciting. To get a glimpse at the action, see the video below.
In a sense, labor and delivery is the same way. Go-mode happens and all the preparation a couple has taken the past 40-weeks to be ready goes out the window and all hell breaks loose. Once the couple accepts the fact that the baby is coming, there’s no stopping the storm that’s brewing (damn, I’m good at writing). Our personal story was Aaron packed the car as quickly as possible, I slumped over in pain, and we found ourselves in the car driving
the speed limit to the hospital. The manageable cramping pain I had a few hours ago turned into my body turning against me and my organs wanting to tear themselves out of my body, twisting and stabbing me along the way. Yes, I was exactly what you see in the movies. I was that pregnant woman going through labor, closing my eyes, trying the Lamaze breathing (that is a joke) screaming at my husband to get to the hospital as fast as he can.
Luckily Aaron is a trained storm chasing, meteorologist, that always remains calm, cool, and collected under pressure.
HAHA, just kidding. We were frantic. We couldn’t get to the hospital quick enough. He put the pedal-to-the-metal and cranked that music up (no, he didn’t, I was very particular about not wanting to listen to anything or be touched), his sentences, and mine, were incoherent, we were screeching tires, passing traffic, there was arguing on which road to take, but we eventually got to the hospital. Then, as every storm chase that I’ve been on has ended with nothing happening. The hospital made us wait an hour to prove labor was moving along. This was the most excruciating hour of my life. Let me repeat, OF MY LIFE!!!! They said “walk around, it will help…” my reaction was something along the lines of:
But, long story short, I was admitted into the labor room and quickly given an epidural and became a little less crazy at that point:
13 hours later (might I mention, this is less time than any storm chase I’ve been on), our little miracle entered this world. Sure there were times where I was drugged out and when the nurses were talking to Aaron about storms and tornadoes I interjected with off the wall comments about football having them react like, “um, what?” And there were times that Aaron was white as a ghost in shock, disbelief, and utter disgust. But the day was beautiful, we had a healthy boy, and our lives were forever changed for the sleep-deprived better. I honestly couldn’t think about a better analogy for labor and delivery other than it mimics the total chaos of a storm chaser finding their tornado of the day.
If you’re in the weather field at all, odds are you’ve watched the movie Twister. It’s a movie that’s been around for 20 years (incredible). If you are ever chasing in Oklahoma or live in Oklahoma, it’s should be mandatory for you to visit the Twister Museum in Wakita, OK where Aunt Meg lived. Below are the steps a weatherman and a Meteorologist must take when visiting the Twister Museum:
Call the Twister Museum ahead of time to make sure they are open. If they are, put on a weather related t-shirt (in this case, Aaron chose KFOR’s sister station KAUT) and head over!
Find a kick @$$ road trip partner and drink caffeinated drinks & eat sugary snacks to fuel yourself for the road trip.
Once you are fueled up on caffeine and sugar, enjoy the wind in your hair and sing 90’s songs at the top of your lungs (Backstreet’s back, alright!?).
Once you find Wakita, do not drive past it without realizing it. It is a town of 400 with a few stop signs. If you do drive past it (like we did) find the iconic water tower (take pictures with it) and turn around as the road you came in on was the main road in Wakita. Don’t worry, the speed limit is 15mph-you have time:
Flashback to Austin Powers:
The Twister Museum is the last ‘store’ on the East side of the main road, park outside and find the owner of the museum, Linda:
Have Linda take you on a tour of the museum. It’s almost mandatory to have Linda show you around. She has stories about every piece, every actor, every ‘behind the scene’ experience, it’s absolutely wonderful to hear her stories about the making of the movie Twister.
Thank Linda for a wonderful experience, donate some money to the museum, and take parting shots (make sure to wear sunglasses as the Oklahoma wind is no joke in Wakita).
On your way out of Wakita, don’t forget to find Aunt Megs house to reenact the food scene.
Haha, just kidding, they tore it down after the movie was made, but there is a nice overgrown memorial garden(?) in it’s place with a nice brick road homage to The Wizard Of Oz movie.
Not a mandatory step, but since Twister is the most accurate tornado movie out there, I thought I’d share this YouTube video that features Everything Wrong with the Twister Movie.
Honey, take notes, we clearly need to have a Dodge Ram and you need to start reading dirt to be an accurate tornado chaser.
If you would like to visit the Twister Museum please follow the link: http://www.twistercountry.com/ Their 20 year celebration is in September 2015!
The Weatherman Meteorologist is having a baby!
We found out in January 2015 that we are pregnant and expecting Baby Brackett in October! We are so excited to welcome little Brackett, but, we wanted to wait until after the first trimester to announce the news to the world.
When you become pregnant and make the announcement, it’s a wonderful feeling to hear all the ‘congratulations’ and excitement from friends and family. But when you have such a unique job, like a weatherman meteorologist, you get a lot of the same jokes, comments, and questions about your little one. So, to help answer all your questions, and to avoid hearing the same jokes over and over again, I thought I’d write down some of the things we’ve heard:
- Yes, he did make it rain that month.
- Yes, his ‘forecast’ was accurate as well.
- Yes I did expect a more than a few inches that night also.
- No, we won’t be naming our child after a weather term. There will be no: Summer, Autumn, April, Breeze, Bayou, Cloud, Frost, etc.
- Ok, you caught me I did consider one weather term for a middle name, I thought of the name Farrah for Fahrenheit, but then thought twice about it and decided, NO.
- Yes, we planned on not having a baby during a sweeps/ratings month.
- No, we won’t be shoving weather down the babe’s throat and force them to become a weatherman/or weatherwoman meteorologist.
- Yes, we think little baby weather books are adorable and Grandma Brackett may have hooked us up with one or two already 😉
- Yes, Aaron will be teaching the babe math and science, I will stay far away from both subjects and focus on teaching them other subjects (? TBD)
- Yes, our life insurance is good to go with Aaron storm chasing this season.
- I don’t know how I’m going to get down into our shelter if I need to take cover, I hoping the dogs will help me?
- Yes, I am expecting a onesie that says “My daddy is a weatherman meteorologist”
- No, Reed Timmer was nowhere to be found in his “Dominate-Her” vehicle, but if he was it’d look something like this:
We’ll keep you 4-warned about any new baby developments =) I look forward to all the new material you can come up with as these 13 are now off limits!
April 10, 2015 an EF4 tornado hit Fairdale, Illinois which is about 20-30 min away from where Aaron and I grew up in Rockford, Illinois. No tornado should ever be taken lightly, and 2 people lost their lives during this particular storm.
When the storm was developing (fast) I was on the phone catching up with an old college teammate of mine from Africa- we’ll call her Tiffany* for this story. Now, Tiffany* is a professional college tennis coach for a university in the Northern Illinois area. She has lived in Illinois for over a year now, but has never experienced a tornado. While on the phone with her, I heard Aaron absolutely freaking out in the living room, so I peaked out of the bedroom to take a look at what all the excitement was about. He had our main TV on, all 3 of our laptops on (featuring 3 different forecasting websites), and had a 4th site going in our computer room on our desktop computer. I was completely clueless as to what was developing, I just saw my husband in ‘go mode’ unable to utter a complete sentence to me when I asked him ‘what was going on?’
Well, it’s not hard to put the pieces together when you have 4 computers and a television on to see that a huge tornado was forming 20 minutes from home and 10 minutes from where Tiffany* was. When I was able to capture Aaron’s attention for about 15 seconds to tell him that Tiffany* was in the area and ask if she should take cover, he screamed in horrified excitement that she needed to get underground immediately. The following conversation occurred:
Me: “Tiffany* turn on your television and watch the tornado that is 10 minutes away from you.”
Tiffany*: “Oh what’s happening? Is it going to rain here?”
Me: “No Tiffany*, there is a tornado headed your way.”
Tiffany*: “Oh, what are my local channels here to look at?”
Me: “Are you serious? I have no idea, I’m in Oklahoma, try Channels 3,4,5,6,etc…”
Tiffany*: “I can’t find them!”
Me: “OMG, ok, well try to pull it up on your laptop, you need to be watching what is going on, the tornado could turn and head your way!”
Tiffany*: “Well what do I do when the tornado comes? Oh! I just got a text from someone!” (she then giggles at the text)
Me: “Tiffany*! Hello!? You get into your basement if you have one, or you go into the bathroom.”
Tiffany*: “How about I head into the garage, I don’t have a basement.”
Me: “No, do not go into the garage. That is a very bad idea, if you don’t have a basement then you need to get your mattress and go into your inner most bathroom and put it over you in the tub.”
**About this time, I realized she was completely oblivious to the situation, and she had no idea how to take safety for a tornado even though she and I went to school in Ohio, and she’s been in the states for 10 years now.
I screamed at Aaron to tell me which way the tornado was headed and if Tiffany* needed to find shelter or not. My answer was that the tornado had turned and was no longer going towards my friend. I told Tiffany* not to worry about taking shelter, but encouraged her to have a plan for next time as this was a total cluster preparing her for an EF4 that was 10 minutes away from her. Once the tornado hit, moved on, and Aaron and I saw the destruction of it all, it hit home, again, how powerful these storms can be. While my friend Tiffany* was oblivious to the entire situation and the conversation was funny, I still don’t know if she understands how close she was to it and hope to God she knows what to do if one ever hits closer to her. If this story has one lesson in it, it is to invest in a weather radio & hook it up in your home, so that if you are like Tiffany* and have no idea what your local television stations are, and cant figure out how to pull it up on your computer, you’ll at least be prepared with the radio.
In the meantime I think my IQ dropped about 10 points after that phone call. Tiffany* if you are reading this, know I love you and am not picking on you (ok, maybe I am a little bit), but living in the Midwest comes with risks and everyone needs to be ‘weather aware’ and know what steps to take to be safe and take shelter when needed 😉
To read more on the Fairdale, IL storm and what lessons need to be learned, please visit Aaron’s mentor Eric Sorenson’s blog: http://wqad.com/2015/04/20/what-we-need-to-learn-from-the-deadly-tornadoes-this-month/
There are often times local events held by different organizations that ask the news stations in their area if they’d be able to have a reporter, anchor, meteorologist speak to the crowd about a particular topic. This can be a great opportunity for both news personalities and the organization to raise awareness and educate the public on various topics. The KFOR team has a great program called “Weather School”. The Meteorologist will go to a school assembly and talk about how to be ‘weather aware’ and go over safety precautions to take when a tornado is headed their way. The kids love it, the teachers love it, and the Meteorologist has a great time and gets to feature the kids on the news that night.
Adults need training too. Aaron recently got to be a guest speaker for the FAA Safety Team’s “Safer Skies Through Education” Program. The topic: “Weather (the complex part)” : Weather far beyond a simple briefing. Ooooh, sounds enticing! The talk was going to be about :30 minutes for Aaron on a beautiful Saturday afternoon, so I decided to attend! When we got to the meeting we found that the speakers were running behind, about an hour behind, so I got to hear all about the ‘complex part of weather’ from various different guest speakers ranging from Air Traffic Controllers, to Navigators, and aviation weather experts walking us through their websites. I’d like to say it was exciting, engaging, interesting, and educational, but WOW, I had no idea what the heck they were talking about! I felt like I had regressed back to being 3rd grader listening, but not comprehending anything, and fighting to keep my eyes open and hide my yawning!
I’ve concluded I’m not the best at hiding when I am bored, lost, confused, the teacher/instructor usually knows exactly where I’m at mentally based off my doodling, my yawning, and general lack of interest. Not that this FAA meeting was boring in anyway, I just didn’t know what the heck was going on. However, they did have delicious brownies that I inhaled–> worth it!
Anyways, Aaron’s turn finally came, and there was an excitement in the room. Everyone went from this:
When Aaron got up to talk. Aaron pretty much came down the lecture hall looking like this:
But in reality, here is a video of how it really went down:
So all-in-all, I’d have to say it went pretty well! I don’t think I’ll be becoming a pilot anytime soon, which should make my father breathe a sigh of relief, I also won’t be attending anything that is labeled “The Complex Part” in any category, and I also would like to avoid college lecture halls as much as possible to try and maintain my overcompensation of alertness: