False Alarm
Posted by Jonathan Wise on Mar 16, 2008So last night we’re laying in bed watching Firefly (because as I mentioned earlier, there’s nothing else we can do right now) and I noticed Nic is keeping a spreadsheet on the craptop. This isn’t unusual (because as I mentioned earlier, she makes spreadsheets for everything) but I glanced over and figured out that she was writing down contractions, and the last 15 were almost exactly 10 minutes apart…
Around 11:00 we started getting ready to go to sleep, but not before I put the bags by the door, laid out some comfortable clothes I could quickly get into, and texted Brooke (and maybe one or two other people) to suggest she keep her cell phone handy.
I’m pretty sure we were both awake for the next 2 hours — Nic timing her contractions, and me almost bouncing with excitement. But eventually we both fell asleep, and when we woke up this morning the contractions were gone and there was still no Abi.
She’s being very stubborn. It was not like this at all with Benjamin. We told him when we were ready, and the next day he arrived. And the water broke first so we didn’t have to deal with the ambiguity of timing contractions. Maybe this kid is gonna be trouble…
March 16th, 2008 at 8:35 am
Still waiting with you, though in Nihiwatu the waiting seems less stressed. Praying for you!
March 16th, 2008 at 8:56 am
Ya, go out and relax, Mom! Just let us know how to contact you…
March 17th, 2008 at 5:01 pm
Just thought I’d explain the obvious for yout wo.. in case you ahdn’t figured it out yet… Ben = boy. Abi = girl. You will lose track of time and space when you have her, but for right now, it’s her time to play with you… relax, enjoy and get ready to feel the “this is awesome’ moment all over again.
All the best and prayers with you both!
March 18th, 2008 at 9:09 pm
I can’t wait - I am checking your blog like 2x/day to check and see when we can meet Abi!
March 18th, 2008 at 9:39 pm
@Libby: us too!! We’re going nuts over here!!
@Dave: You’re so right. She’s probably in there all doin her hair or something, thinking she’ll come out when she’s good and ready.