Brazenmom

It’s happened. Two weeks early – WTF? I thought first babies were supposed to be late! I had ‘a show’ this morning at 7am and water has been trickling out all day. No waterfalls or gushing. It’s now 9pm and still no contractions. If nothing happens naturally by 8am tomorrow morning I will be induced. Whilst sitting on the toilet this morning as water leaked out my vag, I thought that it would probably be a good idea to write down my birth plan in my antenatal notes, as I was meant to do some weeks back; I remembered that my flat looks like the aftermath of a nuclear bomb and that I would need to clean; I have also done no ‘nesting’ – the baby’s crib is still sitting in a box. Then I got excited about the idea of taking my baby girl to Winter Wonderland in Hyde Park. Woopee! Time for a pad – can’t sit on the toilet all day. So as hubby went off to work I sat in front of the comp chatting to friends and familiy about the imminent birth of neice, grandaughter and daughter. I skyped my best friend and then thought I should call the hospital to see what I should do. After speaking to a helpful midwife I trundled along to the underground; mission: to get to University College Hospital without giving birth on the tube, objective: a vag exam – required for confirmation of water breakage. As my hubby and I sat in a comfy room waiting for a midwife, little did I know that the extent of my calm was soon to be tested. A dude came to the door and introduced himself as the midwife, ironically with my name. A dude doc staring down my vag would normally send me into a state of hysteria but I was cool. I readied myself for the dreaded exam and when Mr Midwife removed a metal clampy thing, still, I was cool. When he told me to take a deep breath and inserted it, yes folks, I was cool. I am just one cool cat. So my water was confirmed broken and I left the hospital in the hope that contractions would start soon so that I won’t have to be induced. We went to Sainsbury’s, bought some lunch and I made my way home on the bus while hubby cycled back to work. I spent the rest of the day chatting to buddies on gchat and when hubby got home we walked into Kentish Town to get a spicy Indian dinner, which was delish. And now I am waiting … waiting … waiting …