Okay, so according to the inexact science of baby due date predictions, I am supposed to be giving birth sometime in the next 24 hours. I shouldn't scoff...it may happen...but then again...it probably won't! In fact I am kind of praying it won't happen until Tuesday or later...why?
Well here is an interesting piece of info for all those who haven't been preggers before...As soon as you tell people when you are due, and they have a birthday within 2 weeks either side of the "big date", they'll let you know how cool it would be for the baby to be born on their particular birthday (not too sure cool for who...they make think it less cool if they knew that you will probably be too preoccupied to buy a big present, attend a party or think of them generally). This is not limited to family, friends, rather extends to colleagues, anyone who you have been stupid enough to give the due date to really! So far, Grandpa Mercenary (my father), who had a birthday this Wednesday gone, my bridesmaid (Thursday - but I have to say, she was actually the least insistent!), Mr Mercenary's boss (Birthday on Sunday), my cousin's fiancee suggested we have the baby over two weeks after she is due, to which a long standing friend (who has a coinciding birthday) agreed with. That's not to mention all of those passing comments of people who have birthdays within 2 months of having the baby who suggest their birthday month has some superiority over all others!
It's funny really...It doesn't bother me as much as it bothers Mr Mercenary (who is already developing defensive strategies to protect our Baby Mercenary from all real and percieved dangers). He is rather indignant that she has her OWN birthday, not sharing with Grandpa, any other rellies or anyone vaguely likely to be a continuing presence in our lives. It's kind of ironic really though...I mean she is bound to meet someone who she has a long term relationship with that shares her birthday. My best friend from across the road growing up shared my birthday (although she was 1 year older)...it was never an issue for us...in fact it was kind of cool really...
Anyway, back to the question...why after Tuesday? Well my OBGYN has decided to take himself and his reception staff to his family winery in the Clare Valley (if having a family winery doesn't say overpaid, I don't know what does!). They'll be back on Tuesday...which is when I have my next appointment to discuss the date we'll need to book an induction if she is being stubborn!
I could also forgo all of the advice of how to bring on labour...so no, I am not:
Going to eat hot curry
Going for a drive over a rough road
Jumping (carefully) down a flight of stairs
Going to have sex doggy style
Going to eat castor oil
Or any other crazy way to bring labour on...None are proven anyway!
So...here we are, with the Mercenary Mum and Mercenary Baby still as one for the next 10 days at the most. In spite of the recent additional (and slightly painful) activity in my womb, the additional pains, lack of sleep, nesting instincts (I cleaned the laundry today...refolded the linen closet...is that not nesting or what?) and not being able to touch my toes, I am still enjoying my pregnancy and love the closeness I have with the bub, that will never be the same again...
I do occasionally wonder if I am subconsciously preventing the labour by my inate fear of pain, or my enjoyment of keeping bub close and protected...or if she is just really, really comfortable (read: Lazy).
Oh well...come what may. By this time in a fortnight, I really will be a Mercenary Mum...not a Mercenary wannabe Mum...
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