I THOUGHT it was show time for the little miss. Last night at the dawn of her 42nd week I had many hours of labor and we thought it was time. But it wasn't. Psyche!
So we go back to our regularly scheduled mayhem, and around Annapolis that means it's the annual Sailboat Show. It's a big hairy deal around here as this is a sail boat town, so it's a party and a festival and a show and a shopping and oogling frenzy rolled into one. We missed out on a lot of the parties and get togethers, but I managed to waddle myself on to the water taxi and spend an afternoon wandering the show.
We drooled over the newest luxury catamarans fitted out like condos...
And we laughed that even on boats that cost $1.2 million they still use the same cheap plastic light fixtures that came with our old boat (and promptly replaced!) Come on guys, lighting is key!
Zach liked the "go fast trimarans", playing captain, and of course, once again, dreaming about owning a cannon.
I liked coming home and resting my swollen feet after a long afternoon of walking the docks and jumping on and off show boats. I think I scared many a dealer when I hopped aboard and explained I was 42 weeks pregnant. They all said something along the lines of, if your water breaks on board you buy it. Here I thought we'd be seeking out places to change a diaper come Sail Boat Show time, but alas it was me who needed the diaper and a nap. Such is the life of a sitting hen.
8 comments:
hugs, mama. soon, soon. quinn psyched me out for a day, over a week before he came. but you will not be waiting another week! i feel confident she's not holding out for 43. so tell me- was zach this reluctant to make the appearance? i know it's rare for second children to go later than their older sibs, but it does happen. anyway, i'll be thinking of you....
hey!!! you can't go putting us on high alert with post titles such as this ; ) wow! these boats look niiice! can't wait to meet this rascally little girl xoxo
You're such a tease!! And as a boat broker, would you want a pregnant soon to be mama waddling onto your boat? Anyway, we looked at boats in Annapolis a couple of years ago and I'm trying dearly to forget the one beauty that came complete with washer and dryer, and more room than I ever enjoyed in any home I ever owned!
BTW, I remember (over 27 years ago) the night I peed a bucket every two hours and still didn't give birth till a week later. That was my first born and he's still never in a hurry to do anything.
Oh Cindy, having had 3 kids who all refused to leave without some medical encouragment(so much for my home births- each one was well into the 42nd week and heading to 43)you have nothing but sympathy from me.Hang in there and Little Miss Laid Back? You can come out now. Really.
When I was 42 weeks with my son, my mother in law would say..."when the apple is ripe it will drop from the tree." Man did I want to punch her in the face. Nothing but sympathy from me for you, I hope when it happens, it will be slow enough to get to the hospital and quick enough to get her here so you can show pictures.
I like a good tease... I saw the title and came running!
So, tomorrow is Wednesday, and I think Wednesday is an acceptable birthday. Perhaps you could pass this on to your daughter for me?
:) Love, Love, Love, Mama!
thinking of you and sending so much love...
very soon mama!!!
xo
~erin
bated breath over here. hope all is going well and you are basking in that mama glow...... :)
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