Today is Chet’s Big Fat “Due Date”. I didn’t wake up in labor, but I did wake up with my grandmother’s favorite lullaby in my head. That has to be good sign! Chet is being named after her husband!
Come out and play with me
And bring your dollies three
Climb up my apple tree
Holler down my rain barrel
Slide down my cellar door
And we’ll be jolly friends
I also have a theory: Chet is already just like his dad. Christian is very slow at getting ready for anything. He starts the process. He gets distracted. He goes back to the process. He gets distracted again. Eventually he is finally ready and just when I think we are about to head out, he gets distracted again. I feel like Chet has been getting ready since week 37. He’s started the process and then he gets distracted. Just when I start to think contractions are starting to take shape and form a pattern, I don’t feel anything for days.
Christmas Baby? No. Lucky Chet won’t have to share his birthday with Christmas.
December Baby? Maybe?
January Baby? Maybe so….he has until January 10th until we hit the 42 week mark. If that is the case, Christian has already announced that he is costing us money. A 2011 tax write off sure would be nice! Cole leaves for his dad’s house to celebrate Christmas on January 7th until the 16th. I REALLY REALLY need Chet to be a good little brother (just like he was on Christmas) and show up before his brother leaves.
The hardest part about hitting my due date today is not still being pregnant. It’s being back at work. I truly didn’t anticipate having to work after my long holiday weekend. I didn’t even make arrangements for anyone to watch Cole this week. Thankfully Christian is off today. My mom will keep him Wednesday and Thursday. Christian’s mom will keep him Friday. I did make it to work today. It’s a ghost town. Most employees take vacation until the New Year. Fortunately I haven’t had to respond to too many “You still haven’t had that baby” comments.
Since I feel like I spent the last 3 weeks sitting and waiting, I’m not sitting any waiting anymore. The holidays are over. We can resume our normal daily routine. We are more than ready for our baby. I’m just taking it one day at a time until Chet is ready for the world. And when Christian struggles to get him ready for school or out the door to the bus stop in the future, I might just have to laugh!