5 years ago tonight, I was hiding in the closet, weeping, feeling like my belly would burst open right down one of my racing stripes, and praying that the parasite within would emerge. (sorry, Slade, not trying to scare you)
Honestly, by my 4th child, I really expected to go EARLY and not 2 weeks late. The next day I was scheduled for a non-stress test to make sure that Baby was ok, and I was afraid that instead of the homebirth we'd planned, I was going to have to have yet another hospital birth, and, worse yet, an induction. Weirdly enough, while gibbering in there, I got this mental image of a calendar square with a 14 all lit up, and I knew that my baby was coming the next day and that she would be a girl. (We never used the U/S to find out early.) Clearly, I had finally gone 'round the bend. But it was true. The next morning at 10:03 am, after about 4.5 hours of labour, The Prawn made her grand entrance to the outside world, emerging between the fireplace and the Christmas tree. And the day after that, the other 3 broke out with Hand Foot and Mouth disease and MuNKi had to go back to the Flightline. O_o
Needless to say, this is a better year. Tomorrow is supposed to be gorgeous (sunny and near 50), so hopefully we'll do something outside. Maybe I'll even have time to blog about it. Eventually.
In the meantime, the world just became a little more orgasmic.
PS Happy Birthday, Mama! (yep -- Prawnie missed it by one day)