We're leaving together...but still it's farewell...
Don't ask how and why I know the words to The Final Countdown, simply remember that I retain the stupidest info.
Anyway, for those of you astute enough to be paying attention to that little clock on the left, we're less than a week away from the due date. And while that term is on my brain, I'm officially declaring, as a semenatical bastard, that three pregnancy terms be changed. Due date, morning sickness, labor. Due date my ass. Guess date. Morning sickness? Whatever, it comes whenever. Call it pregnancy sickness. And labor? I know I'm Mr. "they're only words" but why give childbirth a name that everyone knows and associates with work? Our childbirth classes calls it birthing time, and I like that. Motion passes.
And by the way, not nearly enough of you used that damn donate button. Thanks bunches! :D
Anyway, we inch forward. Things haven't progressed here in the late stages exactly how we wanted, unfortunately. A little mild hypertension may put a monkey in our wrench (don't correct me, I like saying it like that). Blood work was all good, so I'm inclined to believe the higher than normal blood pressure is from the fact that Jessie is smaller than the average bear, and she's in 
As a complete aside, I've been getting an inordinate amount of spam in my email spambox. I 
Got my fingers crossed that everything goes perfectly with The Heiress. It's not just you getting bombarded by spam. I've seen an increase recently as well. Maybe time for Google to beef up their filters.
ReplyDeleteThis is the hardest part and it will probably trickle by. I'm sure that everything will go smoothly for Jessie and good luck to the both of you!
ReplyDeleteThanks Dawn.
ReplyDeleteAnd tell me about it, Katy. We're about ready to get it over with already, and these past two weeks seem almost longer than the months before it. Of course I had to deal with more shit in these past weeks, too.
Sending plenty of good vibes your way that all goes well. Soon you'll be holding that precious bebe and beaming like the proud papa you already are. :)
ReplyDeleteI remember it quite well. The day Jack was born, I sat at my desk in labor for more than six hours because I was convinced that I was only having Braxton-Hicks and that baby wasn't ever coming out (I also had the extra-slowdown of being told six weeks prior that I was going to go into labor early and to be ready at a moment's notice. He only came three days early).
ReplyDeleteAnd yes, you've had more than anyone should deal with prior to their child's birth so I can only imagine how slow time must be ticking for you. But I will tell you, when it happens, it'll be a blur. I'm so excited for you!
Bedrest? Ugh. That must be killing her. I hope it's helping the BP, though. Hope it doesn't get dicey and you don't have to change the birth plan.
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