Naturally your thinking ” sure! she’s over due on her baby coming, she should be entitled to freak out a bit.” But, nope. It’s not me. I am chill.
With the first 3 I was freaking out. At this point I had been freaking out for a whole month. At every contraction, burst of movement, change in my energy, I was thinking ” Is this it?!”
But now, no. Why stress, be on constant alert status? lose sleep? stress your mind out? It’s really not worth it. I know now that this baby is coming when it wants to come. I can’t force it (unless I use drugs) and regardless of the external signs I can’t predict it either.
But out of the three people I talk to most frequently, 2 are FREAKING OUT. For those of you that know my mom (you’d agree with me) it should be her. She likes to freak about things. But from all appearances on this side of the ocean she is chill too. The 27 emails I have in my email box from her in the last few days are actually NOT “any news? have that baby yet? whats the status?…” instead they are pics of pumkins growing in the garden, beaches they just got back from, other beautiful fall things. Nope,mom’s not freakin out either.
Actually it’s my fellow India resident Devon, and my MIL. Between the two of them and there inquireries it makes me wonder if I SHOULD be freakin out. From Devon’s daily text’s or emails, updating us on which market or mall they are going to today, with the added “casual” question about baby, as if that’s not what prompted the call to begin with, to her almost daily update on her OWN blog about if baby has come or not. When this woman has her first baby, she is going to drive herself nuts that last month. Much like I did with Arwyn. Devon you WILL know, because we can’t go to the hospital without you being in my presence.
Then there is my MIL, which I will give a “little” credit to because they are in the rural parts of Mexico and she is concerned she will miss the news. But really, every other day we recieve an email with a new way to reach them and not so subtle comments that they haven’t heard anything. Then on the off days we get questions popped up on Skype chat. “Any news? anything new in India?…”and so on.
I already have everyone’s numbers on speedial. Have drafted my email to go to all necessary people for when we head to the hospital for labor, with addresses in “To:” box. And even drafted the “we had the baby” email, with fill in the blanks for all the pertinent info. Besides having reassured both parties that they WILL be notified WHEN THE TIME COMES.
But ladies, ladies… the time has not come. It is so ironic that I am enjoying this time. Shopping, candyland,cooking,coloring, reading to chilluns. Nothing is stopping me from staying busy.
NEWS FLASH: at my Dr. appointment tonight she checked me, 2.5 cm dilated. WOW! a whole half a cm in a week and half. When I asked if she would induce me by next Tuesday she said “Why? you are not even due till Saturday the 29th!” So if this baby doesn’t come by 41 weeks I now wouldn’t be induced till Nov. 5. Unless I requested to do so, which I don’t want to. Yes it will be a pain to be in the hospital the night our friends fly in to see us, yes, it will be a pain to have to switch places AGAIN by the 6th, and yes it will be a pain to spend even more money away in room and board and food. BUT forcing things usually doesn’t result in a nice natural delivery. It results in long frustrating, painful ones. I know, I have tried.
SO ladies and gents my due date is now Saturday. I have an appointment Tuesday to get my amniotic fluid checked and baby’s blood flow. Unless we decide otherwise, we wait. But really who is sitting aroud waiting? not me.I have meals to prepare and freeze, shopping to finish, flu shots to get. On second thought this little one needs to give me some more time…