Posted on | February 21, 2011 | 5 Comments
The day started out like most Fridays. I had just dropped Jack off at daycare for the morning and I was settling in for some uninterrupted pissing around on the internet work.
When all of a sudden…
Aches and pains come with the territory of being a walking whale so I ignored it.
I wasn’t sure what I was feeling. My labour with Jack was induced and I had a monitor which frankly rocks for someone who’s visually minded.
Well I have had 37 1/2 weeks to gear up for this so I should be ready. (For those of you not up-to-snuff on your pregnancy vernacular 37 1/2 weeks is a solid “medium rare” baby.)
So naturally I kicked it into high gear in case it was “time.”
You may have noticed by now that this pregnancy has been pretty slack. No prenatal classes, no reading the books. I haven’t even been watching the baby and birthing shows. My 45 minute appointments with my midwife last about 20 because I don’t have a lot of questions.
Honestly the time has flown by with this one.
And for some reason, I keep thinking that it’s still January.
So faced with the possibility of (not really) early labour, I took stock of the situation, checklist in hand.
Let’s see…if I were to come home with a baby tomorrow…
Layette (ooooh. Fancy word!):
At this point I realized that I was late for a coffee date, and the pains had subsided (or at least I wasn’t noticing them anymore) so I threw the new baby seat into the trunk of the car and packed a bag in case I had to go to the hospital. I’ve only now looked at what I actually packed in my scattered rush.
I didn’t feel anything for the rest of the day until about 7pm that night. Disgruntled husband walked through the door after 8pm tired and sick.
Contractions (or whatever) were coming about 12 minutes apart. I should have called the midwife like she instructed but we had a pretty good lineup of cop drama shows that we wanted to get through so we didn’t bother.
When the pains eased off to 35 minutes and then to nothing we went to bed without further concern. Yay! My baby will be at least a medium-well!
You’ll be happy to know that over the weekend I cleared and cleaned the bassinet, bottles and pump are sanitized and the clothes are washed and cleaned (that reminds me, they’ve been sitting in the dryer for two days.) Baby’s room isn’t going to happen for a few months when we shift stuff from Jack’s room so all I had to do was close the door on that one.
Hospital bag now has 2 slippers in it so pretty much we’re good to go.
So now we’re just back to waiting, forgetting and ignoring.
Bring on February!