Monday, August 06, 2007

Labor Black-out Dates

Airlines do it all the time. Grab the super-low, round-trip tickets while you can, just in time for the holidays. But don't even think about flying on December 23, 24, 26, or 30. Or January 1. The timing of your arrival and/or departure for this trip will in no way be convenient to you or to your family members.

Right. Well, I'd like to order a few black-out dates for the arrival of my baby:

August 12 (Baby Shower)
August 13 (19th wedding anniversary, but who's counting?)
August 14 (Jonathan's first Biology class)

I'm not sure with whom I should clear these dates, though. My midwife? The baby? God?

And suddenly I'm at it again -- full steam ahead in Control Freak mode.

As if I have any say in the matter. When the time comes, it comes. It would just be really nice to, you know, enjoy the baby shower that my friends are so graciously, so generously throwing for me. And to have a romantic dinner with the love of my life on our anniversary (not to mention avoiding the sharing of this date with one of our children for the rest of our lives).

At any rate, my stress level today is much lower, having just installed our new infant seat in the van. One baby transport system, ready to go!

As I was preparing to clean out the van seat in order to muddle through the installation, my beautiful doula pulled up in my driveway bearing gifts. Unexpected gifts on a humid Monday -- what could be better? And among the gifts was her just-read copy of Harry Potter and the Deathly Hallows. Who knew that someone would pay that much attention to my blog whines?

Thank you, Nicole. You're a gem.

So my productive morning and the kindness of a friend have helped dispel the gloom from a way-too-hormonal weekend. I think I'll go put up my swollen feet and enjoy the somersaulting child within me, reveling in the ease of caring for her in this pre-born, pre-nursing, pre-diaper, pre-crying state.

May your Monday be as delightful as mine has turned out!

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4of my readers are feeling chatty:

At 7:52 PM, Blogger Nicole D said...

:oD

 
At 5:40 AM, Blogger Jamie said...

Oh, oh, oh...how I wish I had all those emails you had sent to me last fall about not stressing, not worrying, letting go, blah, blah, blah. It's easy to remember those thing when you aren't hormonal now isn't PS? ;o)

 
At 8:33 PM, Blogger Dave said...

Funny how babies wont follow a planner. They come out on their own terms, and they try to keep it that way clear until they are teenagers.

 
At 7:16 AM, Anonymous Leese said...

I see absolutely nothing wrong with putting in subtle requests. *wink*

"Ask and ye shall receive."

 

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