The past week or so I have sat around envisioning how the delivery of baby #3 will go. Will it be another VBAC or C-section? Will I go in labor at the wee hours of the night again? Will I be at work (my last day is scheduled for the 29th)? What will we do with Harlie? Wendell? What if I go in labor in the evening, like right after we put the kids to bed?
I kind of keep joking that hopefully Phil will be there at the hospital with me (not at home with the kids) but for some reason I keep envisioning that this is exactly what will happen.
Tonight I day dreamed that I was at work (during the overnight) when I went into labor, thought I had plenty of time so I wait until my co-worker arrives at 6:30am at which point I am having contractions so bad that I just have to drive to the hospital (I work pretty close to the hospital). So I call Phil and he doesn't answer the phone (which happens quite often during the morning hours). Here I am at the hospital, all alone.
I've also daydreamed that I go into labor at 8pm, right after we put the kids to bed. I would feel really bad asking anyone to come to our house during the overnight hours - where would they sleep? would they sleep? it would really just be miserable for them. So I would go to the hospital alone.. the kids wake up at 5am for some odd reason so Phil brings them to the hospital to 'visit' and I end up having the baby with them in the room with me. (Wendell would probably make an excellent coach but not sure I'd want him to have that memory with him the rest of his life : )
Anyways, it's fun to think about all this. I am trying not to worry about this and just trust that God will work it all out. And I truly do have a peace with being at the hospital alone for awhile (as long I don't run into the cookie lady : ) so we'll see how it all works out.
Maybe I'll go into labor at 6am when I'm at home, so we have time to get ready and Wendell off to school. That gives our family plenty of time to get ready and drive here to help us out.. and the baby is born in the afternoon/evening. Early enough the kids can meet the wee one before bedtime.
Who knows what will happen.. it never happens how you think it will. Either way, we're on a count down now. I think I'm going to start crossing days off the calendar, kind of like you do for Christmas. : )
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