Jeremys cousin Jacquie has her little baby boy (Andrew) this evening. I must admit, Im jealous. Everyone that I knew that was pregnant and due near me has had their babies.
Miss Madelyn, you certainly are stubborn.
And I know, I know, Im not even running late yet. Shes due on the 20th, and its only the 17th today… But when you walk around for three weeks with a baby fully engaged, your cervix completely effaced, and as of two weeks ago 2cm dialated ( I have no idea if thats changed) its hard to think shes going to be late. ESPECIALLY when your doctor says she would be shocked if that little baby wasnt early.
Sigh.
Then I remember, oh yeah, she’s a product of me and Jeremy. Of course shes going to do things on her own schedule, her own way.
cue up Preston School of Industry’s “Caught in the Rain.”
Coral is about ready to get this baby out of her.
Friday was a good adventure. I was working late as I am known to do on a Friday and Coral was feeling terrible. She had a lot of pain in her back so she called her doctor and her doctor recommended we hit the hospital to check it out. Warren picked me up at the Zone and off we went to Vic General.
We arrived at around midnight and proceded to sit around for the next two-and-half hours.
Some student doctor kept coming in and asking, “on a scale of one to ten, with one being no pain and ten being excruciating, how do you feel?”
Coral would answer soemthing like, “four.”
and then he’d “hmmm, I see” then run off for twenty minutes to come back and do it all again.
This last minute, late night call opened my eyes to the very real possiblity that our baby… *might* be born at some weird hour after I had done a 9 hour day. No food, I feel like ass, Coral does not have her bag, does not have her slippers… all that fun stuff that we would pack if the baby would come on a lazy Sunday… like today.
So after they let us go home at 2:30AM… we slept and on Saturday went on an adventure.
We bought a hamper from Superstore and filled it with snack foods, soups, sweets, drinks and all the yummy things we’d eat if we were camping.
Coral packed her bag and all that is left to do is make a playlist on iTunes to jam out while we’re waitng for Madelyn to be born.
We are also trying all the witch craft and old wives tales we can find on getting this baby to come out of Coral. Lots of walks… mmmm, lots of spice. A warm bath, cleaning, and uhhh… sexual relations.
We went for a wlak today down to Ditch Records to pick up some new music, the Hot Chip and Bison albums, and it dumped rain on us! yikes. Coral was drenched… me, less so. I wore my gumboots!
OK…. So I -MAY- have jinxed myself by saying for so long I thought she would be early.
BAH!
Im starting to feel like shes never going to come out. And yes, I realize that my due date isnt for another 13 days…. but so what. IM IMPATIENT!
My friend Sandy, who was due Valentines day, had her little girl on February 3, Superbowl Sunday. Boo. I was having semi-regular contractions almost ALL DAY Sunday, and still…. NOTHING.
Le sigh.
Oh well I guess, today I cleaned my bathroom and swept my apartment and set up appointments to go look at condos tomorrow and meet with our mortgage broker. So, I guess she’s doing us a favour by staying tucked away.
But you try telling that to my poor aching body. Im so sore. Im fully effaced and 2cm dialated and she has dropped down and her head is fully engaged. The pressure is discusting.
Whats that? Oh, its going to get worse?? Yeah thanks.
