Yesterday was kind of a tough one. Neither the FP Gal or I were happy with the idea of setting a date for induction. Making an appointment to go have a baby seems so...artificial. I called her from work yesterday and got the news. By the time I got home we were both grumpy.
Going out on a date seemed to be the best strategy. I wanted something in a bacon cheeseburger type thing. She wanted pasta with crab. After driving around trying to figure out what restaurant would suit us both we compromised and went to Olive Garden. (Ok, so my burger looked more like an pizza but it worked.)
When we were seated we decided to just air it all out and have a full fledged pity party for ourselves. We quickly decided that we would go ahead and wallow for one night. And then we would wake up and just accept the situation for what it is.
We realized that in a couple of weeks we'll barely remember this disappointing time when we were ready and due and the baby just hadn't come yet. I even went so far as to google a number for the stork. The first thing that pops up is from Stork Medical and it asks for a 'Different Shipping Address'. Hmmmm...
Anyway, we're still waiting. Could even happen tonight. Let's hope so.
3 comments:
We actually went to Olive Garden. Now who's got pregnancy brain?
So, when is the induction date?
never mind - I found it:)
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