If the stair climbing doesn't do it, Carol's sexual innuendos will
I was so sure it was going to happen last night. The contractions were coming every fifteen minutes or so, Luke and I walked around our apartment complex to jiggle the baby up, and I bounced my ass off on the birthing ball; plus, ten minutes before bed I proceeded to have a nesting panic attack so severe that Luke mopped our floors and took out the trash for me. At midnight. Because suddenly everything seemed filthy.
This morning we woke up and took another walk. I vaccuumed the shit out of our apartment, bleached our sinks (wearing gloves, don't worry), and did several laps on the stairs in our building. When Luke comes home for lunch, we'll do some more walking, but in the meantime, I'm watching A Very Brady Christmas in hopes that the awfulness of the dialogue, wardrobe, and continued abuse of Alice (if she's really a houseguest, why not encourage her to get out of that damn uniform?) will be enough to make Freka want to flee the confines of my uterus before the ending credits have a chance to roll.
Seriously, this movie is terrible. Between Carol's thinly veiled "let's do some business together" sex talk, Mike's pairing of a watch and a bracelet on the same wrist (I really can't stand jewelry on men), Greg's selfish wife (who refuses to visit the Bradys for the holidays this year because her favorite aunt will be in town, EVEN THOUGH they've been to her family's house for Christmas the last two years), Marcia's whiny, jobless husband (who has no qualms sharing their dismal financial state in front of their two bratty kids), and Peter's willingness to sleep with his boss but not make her an honest woman because she makes more money than he does, I haven't a clue as to why I look forward to watching this drivel year after year after year.
But, God help me, I do.
I thought for sure yesterday was the day. With all the nesting, there's no doubt it will happen soon. (Quite the fortune teller I am, eh?)
I haven't called you yet today, afraid that we'll begin talking giant cheeseburgers and second helpings of premium ice cream again and then I'll have to spend the rest of the day eating like I'M the pregnant one. Not that I did that yesterday. Not one bit.
Posted by: Molly | December 13, 2007 at 12:59 PM
My name is Kevin (Crowd-Hi Kevin) and I too love "A Very Brady X-mas" except:
1. The guy who plays Marcia's husband looks like a rat
2. I always hated Florence Henderson
3. The Brady's manage to make the 1980's look uncool...
Good luck! I am so excited for you guys. You are going to be great parents.
-Kev
Posted by: Kevin | December 13, 2007 at 01:19 PM
Maybe a Very Brady Christmas is scaring Freka into never wanting to come out.
Sorry. Didn't mean to scare you!
Posted by: Michelle | December 13, 2007 at 01:26 PM
Ohh, I really thought Freka had arrived! Crossing my fingers for you that she hurries up and get's here already :)
Posted by: Katie | December 13, 2007 at 01:36 PM
Aw crap, I really thought Freka was coming last night, too. I had a very vivid dream in which your baby girl was born at 3:16 in the AM, afer like 2 hours of mild labor and a heavy sigh (lucky for you!)
Cheers to counting the innuendo of Carol and her shag haircut. (and to clean sinks?)
Posted by: Liz | December 13, 2007 at 01:41 PM
Praying for a swift and safe labor and delivery... At least you won't have to wait past Saturday!
Posted by: Trilby | December 13, 2007 at 01:46 PM
Reading this makes me realize that I'm not sure I've seen this movie. I must scan my cable channels to see if it's playing.
Good luck today!
Posted by: Isabel | December 13, 2007 at 01:59 PM
Some yearly events are just good tradition. They mark the time of the year. It might be like the Indy 500 race marks the end of May(spring) and the start of June (summer).
Posted by: daddy d | December 13, 2007 at 02:00 PM
Hang in there, at least there's an end in sight! Contractions are a very good sign that you're getting close :)
Posted by: eva | December 13, 2007 at 07:03 PM
I think I have to agree w/ Michelle. I think the Brady Christmas scared the bajeezus out of her and she decided hangin out in this warm floaty place ain't so bad! Nesting is always a good sign;)
Posted by: Erica | December 13, 2007 at 09:40 PM
Glad to see I was not the only one to be dreaming of you having the baby!
Posted by: Jenny | December 14, 2007 at 12:31 AM
First thing I did this morning was check for an update! Woman, if you aren't having that baby like, this minute, we expect an update! :)
Posted by: Kelly | December 14, 2007 at 09:32 AM
im hoping that no update means a a baby is on it's way...........hopefully before Indy gets 6+ inches of snow this weekend!1
Posted by: cathy | December 14, 2007 at 02:01 PM