Today marks day 8 of my 25 day work leave. The baby has still showed no signs of coming out and with a heavy decision weighing on us, we decided that she will be evicted this Friday, 16th of September. To be honest its sort of an anticlimactic moment for the parents. Mommy wished she could have naturally experienced contractions and her daddy wished she would have come out earlier like her brother. But alas the parents were disappointed. No contractions were left to be seen, only fake ones which often left mommy’s hopes in shambles and no signs of baby even coming out any time left daddy being impatient (and often moody).
Yes, the above was how we have been feeling the last few days. Particularly for me, I have been rather impatient, often oscillating between feeling bad because baby hasn’t come and I am on leave to being bored and just wanting to do something. Well something did happen in that I felt sick earlier this week which meant I was out of order for the last 2 days – it was quite shitty because that meant wifey had to handle things, and given that wifey is already almost due, it wasn’t a pleasant feeling.
Expecting the unexpected – that’s what we both have agreed to term this baby. Surprises but also long waiting periods. Just waiting, like dry paint on the wall, touching at times on the wall to see if the paint is really dry only to find your hands smothered with white paint and you just feel dejected and bored. We thought the baby would come early, but this baby has proven to be such a big surprise to us both. From waiting to have her conceived to just going through these last 9 months, painfully, sometimes slowly, sometimes with difficulty, and sometimes also with Joy to see her steadily growing and growing has been one big experience for us.
And now here we are, at the very tail end, the 99.8% journey completed and the remaining 0.02% left to complete as we make our way through the last days before baby finally comes out by the end of this week. To be honest, I don’t know what to make of it – part of me excited, part of me nervous, part of me already feels tired, yet another part feels thankful. Its a cacophony of emotions that is going around my heart as I count down the number of days, hours till Hammie’s arrival.
Not too long to go now.
