Because I recognize that updates are now obligatory...

[rivka]

...I'm still not in labor.

Preliminary signs of labor continue to be encouraging: more cramps, more show, a restless and backachy night. No contractions.

I went to the library and picked up a stack of frivolous reading material: five Georgette Heyers, four YA fantasies, and the lastest Jasper Fforde. We did a dry run of the drive to the hospital. (Yes, it's only five minutes away. Yes, we drive past it frequently. Yes, curiousangel insisted anyway.) Now curiousangel and saoba are out buying the last couple of things we need. I've got a load of baby clothes in the dryer. Hospital bag is mostly packed, except for my snacks and drinks. (Yay for midwives who let you eat and drink during labor.)

Other things left to do:
- Burn two remaining "labor" playlists to disc.
- Make out an on-paper list of people to call when the baby is born, and retrieve their numbers from the various places I have them stored.
- Set up an e-mail group for people who will be receiving the announcement that way.
- Leave my LJ password for saoba, who will be coming back to the house after the birth to notify you all. (curiousangel will be staying at the hospital.)

I am feeling good: happy and excited. I'm hoping that labor starts in the next couple of days, and from my symptoms I kind of expect that it will, but I'm not desperate.

Comments

[writingortyping.livejournal.com]

I think the Georgette Heyers are a FABULOUS way to pass the time until the Li'l Critter graces us with her presence. Good for you - you sound ready: ready for the event, but also prepared for the wait, which is (to this patience-deficient one) more than half the battle.