"At the beginning of the week, as we were getting ready to turn in for the night, Ross asked again when my due date was. I always find this funny because it seems that after your first kid, things like what week gestation you are and even when you're due become less of a first thought than something you're constantly trying to remember. So, it really isn't a crazy thing that Ross didn't remember Feb 4; life is just proving itself to be busier than the first time around when being pregnant was a newfangled thing for us . . .
Ross looks at me and stuns me stupid when he says, 'I think we have a month.'
'Um, it's more like two months, honey,' I replied (thinking 32 weeks means 8 weeks left which means two months!).
'No, I think we have a month left. I just have this feeling.'
There is something eerie about Ross when he gets these 'feelings' of his. He is usually right. It's just weird. He's called a lot of things with his 'feeling' about it, enough for me to get a little jumpy when those feelings involve our having only one more month before this baby arrives. (Ross said that Jackson was going to be early and that my water was going to break. He was right on both accounts where as I was sure I was going to be late, and really only 10% of women have their water break before they go into labor so of course it wasn't going to happen to me. Aren't I supposed to be the one with intuition?)
I am not ready to even think that this baby is going to be here in a month . . . but then I thought about it and a month would be Jackson's birthday (which I think is entirely possible), and that now, at 33 weeks, I have 49 days left . . . one month would have me deliver 19 days early. Jackson was 15 days early. But still one month????? I need more time."
--Clare
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