The Best Laid Plans

Though I worked hard all semester to finish my thesis early, I was thrown a surprise curve ball in my final critique. So the past week and a half, which I had hoped would be daddy down time (maybe take a solo hike, visit a museum, go to a matinee, have a shvitz), became a mad push to rewrite the sucker. We had a few tense nights there, with a tired S coming home ready to collapse, and me in no mood to cook, clean, shave, shower, or provide patient affection.

In between long sessions of rewriting, we managed to put the finishing touches on our preparations for baby. The to-go bag and snacks are packed, the baby’s clothes lie washed and ready to wear, his room is set with a changing station and crib, we’re stocked on diapers and wipes, etc etc. We went to the required class at the birthing center, met with our midwives, have been rereading books, and talked ourselves out.

Now we’re at the mercy of biology, and then in the hands of the midwives, who we trust, and whose intention of an intervention-free birth matches our own. And after that…? At this point, less planning feels like more.

Now all we need is a baby!

Now all we need is a baby!


1 Response to “The Best Laid Plans”

  1. 1 KMB May 7, 2009 at 4:25 pm

    Tht crib looks redy.

    One letter is not working – cn you tell?

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