So here’s the deal…
This baby was due December 20th. It is 10:09pm on December 26th. He is no where is sight.
Because we do not want to induce, we go in for some ‘make sure he’s fine’ tests tomorrow, at 41 weeks. Standard stuff. Assuming, as everyone expects, that he is still fine, that buys us some time to wait for him.
Because Curtis, you know, needs to be there, and because he leaves for his last set of graduate classes on January 1, we did schedule induction for Sunday the 30th. We hope we don’t have to do that.
Update: we postponed that induction to January 3, the absolute last date we are allowed to, and Curtis will either head to school late or take those classes next January, depending on the timing.
Semi-ranty side note: Please do not tell me your induction story, good or bad. This is one of those I-have-super-particular-birth-preferences-and-will-get-annoyed-at-anyone-trying-to-influence-my-thinking things. Keep your induction opinions to yourself and absolutely feel free to talk about how weird I am behind my back.
Because waiting for a child to arrive is apparently more consuming of my attention span than I’d imagine, writing anything else of substance is unlikely. So the next post will include some sharing of baby-ness, and writing on faith, justice, students, etc. will return in January.
In other news…
I hope you had a very Merry Christmas and a Happy New Year! We found space for nearly all our Christmas traditions, especially my mom’s amazing homemade cinnamon rolls. We tried to see Les Mis and all the showings were sold out. We saw Les Mis when dear friends invited us to their Christmas dinner and just happened to have an Academy friend with a copy. I love L.A.
Speaking of loving L.A… for the New Year I have the Rose Parade set to record, with Bob Eubanks and Stephanie Edwards commenting, because they are, undeniably, the very best at it. The Natural Balance float is one of my favorites, and the Salvation Army band is my favorite part, every time.
What are your traditions, or did you do something new this year? Hearing your holiday stories would be a lovely thing to do while I wait around hoping to go into labor.