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.
Time to get ready to head down to Element to DJ.