Yes, I'm still pregnant. No, I've not made any plans to induce labor. No, my midwife is not concerned that I am 4 days overdue. Yes, the baby seems to be healthy, as do I. Yes, I am incredibly uncomfortable, but I am also managing the heat. No, I'm not going to stay home and hide-out; I'm pregnant, not an invalid. Yes, either Archer or I will notify you as soon as humanly possible once the baby is born. Unfortunately, that notification may be via email or Facebook; we'll have a newborn, plus Wild Man and Bear to care for, so individual phone calls will only be made to our immediate family members. I'm sorry if that offends you, but I do trust you'll manage to get over it. No, you cannot come over to see the baby the moment I get home from the hospital, although you are more than welcome to stop by with food (I've done this before you see, and I already have plenty of sleepers and cute onesies for the baby). No, we're not revealing the baby's name prior to his birth (and yes, we are quite certain it is a boy, and neither one of us is a bit upset about that); you see, we haven't actually chosen a name. Yes, we do expect that Bear will have a rough time adjusting, but thank you for going out of your way to point out that you think our current youngest child is a spoiled "mommy's" boy. As you might imagine, our opinion is a bit different, but we've already begun managing his expectations about having a younger sibling.
In closing, thank you for your daily emails and phone calls to inquire whether or not the baby has been born. They are making the waiting so much more manageable.
Love,
M.
P.S. To my regular readers and/or close friends, thank you for your support and understanding. I sincerely appreciate that you're all interested and excited for me, but I appreciate even more that none of you have bothered the sh*t out of me about my impending delivery.
2 comments:
I have a very vivid memory of someone at the mall telling me that I was about to "pop" with Baby B; he wasn't due for another 2 months. When I mentioned that to the woman, she proceeded to argue with me about my due date, my doctor, and my body. I walked off. I like the *positive* attention that pregnancy can attract, but I hated how others often acted like they knew me, my body, my baby, and my doctor better than I did. Good luck in these last pregnant days!
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I'm sorry you have to endure all that. I have a friend who wasn't answering the phone anymore when she was overdue. (maybe it was you last time? ;) kidding...
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