I'm ready
I'm looking forward to the moment when my wife turns to me and says, "Ow! Ow! Ow! Ow! Ow!" Not that I want her to be in pain; I just know it's the only way for us to get from here to baby. I know she's looking forward to it too - not the pain so much as the end of the discomfort, (if not the sleeplessness.) She's been having Braxton Hicks contractions for weeks now, but on Wednesday she felt a little crampy and came home early. This is it, I thought, because AnnaRay leaving work early is an unprecedented event. But it was a false alarm, and now, in addition to dealing with sleeplessness, pelvic pressure and the constant need to pee, she must endure my constant inquiries about what she's feeling. "What was that? Did that hurt?" I ask with the maniacal glee of Renfield every time she sighs, holds her body or changes position.
As weird as it sounds, I'm really looking forward to helping her through labor. Clearly, I've forgotten the misery of it. All I can remember was that it was an intensely intimate time for us. I remember thinking shortly after The Boy was born that I could not have chosen a better partner to go through this with me, yet how could I have possibly known that when we decided to spend the rest of our lives together a million years ago when we were childless and had no idea what it meant to be parents?
I'm looking forward to proving myself in the same way.
posted by judybat at 3:38 PM
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Renfield -- he was so funny in "Love at First Bite". Or maybe he helped other people be funny.
In any case, I send my well wishes to you to help you (all) get through labor just fine.
Sometime ago I read about a young boy who had just learned about childbirth.
"Does it hurt a lot, mommy?" He asked, with a thoughtful and concerned expression.
"Yes, dear. But it's worth it," said the mother, surprised and charmed at the boy's sympathy for her a mother's work.
Then a pause before he continued. "And does it hurt the mommy, too?"
My mommy had a C-section 39 years and two days ago. Bless her, too, for the effort.
TheBoy and I chatted about Beta this morning on the way to school. It went like this:
Me: "Are you excited about the baby coming?"
Him: "Yes."
Me: "Why?"
Him: "Because when the baby comes, Mommy won't be fat anymore."
This is when you say "Ow. Ow. Ow Ow!!! Ow!"
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Is everything going ok? Miss Anna, are you feeling ready to be over with it all? I am just posting to say hello and to cheer you onwards to the finishing line/new starting line. I hope you are all well over there in Portlandia.
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