I am writing from my dear friend Melissa's house where I am watching her toddler. She is 37 weeks pregnant and this morning she was having some pre-labor symptoms and tonight things picked up and they called to ask if I would come over. I packed up Eloise and came as fast as I could, thinking that she would probably go to the hospital and be sent home as she was scheduled for a c-section exactly two weeks from today. We've all been patiently awaiting that day and hadn't even thought twice about the baby coming any earlier. So I get here and an hour later I get a call saying that their baby was born, less than 30 minutes after they arrived at the hospital. Bless her heart, the girl was adamant through her whole pregnancy about having another c-section and watching my homebirth actually solidified that decision for her. Well, the universe had other plans, as she delivered vaginally, completely drug-free. I can't help but chuckle a little at the irony :)
We were supposed to come here for Thanksgiving tomorrow. Melissa was actually saying on the phone earlier that she really didn't want to host, but her husband said the only way they were getting out of it was if their son was born, so there ya go! I called Matt and we were joking that we'd have to eat frozen pizza for the big day now, although neither of us could be any happier for their family so we couldn't care less about missing a Thanksgiving dinner-- it couldn't be for a better reason!
I can't wait to see the baby! Newborns are just the best, they smell so delicious and are all tiny and squirmy. Eloise and I are going to hold down the fort for them tonight, hopefully she sleeps! I took her to the doctor's again today because she is still coughing and it keeps her (and me) up for almost two hours in the middle of the night. It's so frustrating! I just want the cough to be gone already. Grrrr.
Well, off to lay on the couch and watch some trashy girly tv!
Welcome to the world, baby!