I've had a draft of this post sitting around for about a year now because I wanted to document the last few days before Boo Boo was born. Luckily I made some notes, otherwise I would have forgotten it all since then. Anyway, it is funny to think back to that time when Babycakes was such a presence but even visible yet. At this point we knew he was breech and we were scheduled for a version/possible c-section/possible induction on Tuesday so there was certainly a sense of finality this last weekend.
The Friday before he was born, May 17th, was my last day of work before leave (and ever). I used my remaining vacation hours and went home early, bidding the workplace an unceremonious adieu. But first I took this picture of my tummy because it was all lopsided:
|(Yep, I took it in the bathroom.)|
That night we saw the new Star Trek movie. Now, I should mention that up until this point I had always said Baby could be born anytime after that movie because I was so looking forward to it. In fact, I always said in half-jest that that movie would put me into labor. BUT since we knew Baby was breech now I said to the movie, "Please don't put me in labor." The movie obliged. Also, to make sure I knew he was breech, Babycakes stuck his head up in my ribs the WHOLE movie. I mean, he did this a lot but usually I could just give him a poke and he'd move. Not this time. So let's just say that while I liked it, I liked Star Trek better when we watched it on DVD months later.
ANYway, then I got my hair cut at the mall by a tiny teenage girl with pink hair:
Saturday dawned with a breechy baby so we joined the new rec center and I sat in the chilly lazy river in hopes that he would turn (SPOILER: he didn't). Meanwhile Drewbles went down the slides like non-pregnant people do. I don't remember what we did that night but I can guess it involved me laying on the couch and possibly mac and cheese.
Sunday was a usual day of churching and British Sundaying with an old version of Jude the Obscure that I cannot recommend. I did this art of Voldemort shaving:
Oh those days I used to sit and do arts for hours at a time during the day! Or, you know, those days when I would sit and do anything for hours at a time during the day, ha.
Monday was my birthday! I woke up early because I thought I was having a baby so we went to the hospital and were told I was not having a baby.
|The faces of people who don't know they are experiencing a false alarm of impending babyness.|
So instead we got breakfast burritos from McDonalds because I love them and I went back to bed. Mostly I felt gross all day after the hospital did their poking and prodding. But I rallied enough for exciting evening times of...a Redbox of Jack Reacher and Bombay House. I also made myself a cherry birthday pie. (I wanted to make a pie.)
I wanted a low key birthday and just a night to chillax with Drewbles and that's what I got. I found my presents throughout the house and throughout the day, including books to read with Boo Boo and some Battlestar earrings.