Who's On First?

 I am sorry if the lack of posting has led anyone to believe that we.had.the.baby.it's.a.boy because we have not had the baby yet, but I'm still betting money on a boy.  So what has been going on over in the Martin house?  It's been a comedy of errors, that's what.  My mom had bought an Abbot and Costello DVD with their Who's On First skit to show the kids, and our lives have sort of morphed into a real life version of it...

 

 

Last week, my Mom went in for what she thought was a minor hand surgery, and it turned out to be a bigger deal than expected and she is still recovering from that.  It's fine now, she just had to walk around, pledging allegiance to an invisible flag for a few days and then keep her hand dry for a couple weeks, and slowly start to be able to reuse it over the next weeks.  Which of course will make it hard to take care of my children when we do go to the hospital, but she's a supermom and it really hasn't slowed her down too much. 

 

On Sunday morning, I woke up with the stomach bug and had a horrible, terrible, no good day of laying in bed and/or running to the bathroom.  I finally took some Zofran and was able to keep down some toast at dinner time.  Thankfully, all of that stopped by Monday afternoon, but it did keep me in bed and out of work that day.  I woke up on Tuesday morning, around 3 am, having contractions and thinking it was time to go have the baby.  But we timed them for 3 hours, and they slowly petered out and I stayed home again on Tuesday from exhaustion and thinking the contractions might start up. 



What I thought would be my last pregnancy photo...



 

Poor, tired Phil went into work in order to save his sick days for when the baby is actually born.  I called my Mom to tell her that contractions had come and gone and that we had almost called her the night before.  She told me that it was a good thing the baby had stayed put because my Dad was flat on his back after putting it out trying to move a couch.  He couldn't even stand up, much less drive over to our house in the middle of the night! 

 

 Since the hospital is a lot closer to my parent's house than our house, and since my Dad was now homebound, we decided to crash at their house so that we would be ready to leave for the hospital and the kids would already be settled with my parents.  We all went over on Tuesday and have been here since.  The kids are loving this extended sleepover with Gammy and Grandpa!  By Tuesday night, I started feeling sick with a sore throat and ear ache, so on Wednesday morning I went in for a strep test which came out negative, but turns out I do have an ear infection and swollen lymph nodes so they put me on antibiotics.  Once again, I had to stay home from work.  In the meantime, between my mom's bad hand, my Dad's bad back , and my 9 month pregnant state, it's been , shall we say, amusing, to all who enter the house.  Who's helping whom?  Who's On First?

 

Love, true love.

I went to the midwife today for my appointment and told her everything that's been going on, and she said, "Well I'll check your cervix, and if you're dilated, do you want me to get things moving?" to which I replied a hearty YES! before she could even finish the question.  So she checked me, found I was one centimeter (after days of contractions and pressure and aches and cramping...boo) but very "soft" and the baby's head is nice and low.  She worked her magic and told me that I should be going into labor within 24 hours.  That was at noon today, so fingers crossed!!  I've been taking walks and drinking red raspberry leaf tea to see if it helps.

 

Two walks on the first day of Spring (see that very pregnant reflection?)

I'll be going to bed soon, trying hard to fall asleep, and hopefully the next time you see me it will be with a baby in my arms :)