Quick "Where's the Baby?" Update

Before "more about bats", I will answer the question I know is on everyone's mind:

Did Tom and Katie really have a baby?

Okay, maybe not that question.

How about this one...

Question: Did you have that baby yet?



No, no and finally, no.

The baby is still very comfortable inside me with his enormous head resting on my lungs.

He kicks, he beats his fists against me, he hiccups.

Ocassionally - usually between the hours of 11:30 PM and 7:00 AM - I have contractions. Very big stomach-tightening contractions which wake me up and make me press my hands across my hips so that they don't explode in opposite directions.

I count the contractions: every 15 minutes, every 10 minutes...every 10 minutes, 10 minutes and holding.

And then, I get up to walk around or bake some late-night zucchini bread, and the contractions stop.

All gone!

So...we have a baby who still won't turn, a body that thinks contractions are a lot of fun as long as they're not real work, and a c-section date of Monday, July 31.

On Monday, July 31, at 1:00 PM this child will be evicted.

Which leads me to the second question I know is on eveyrone's mind:


Are you going to the super fabulous BlogHer Conference this weekend? Everyone, but EVERYONE who's anyone will be there! Girls, girls, girls! Blogs, blogs, blogs! Fun, fun, fun! C'mon! It'll be great! Someone there should be able to deliver a baby!



No, I will not be there.

I don't want to talk about it.

And finally and most importantly, a big THANK YOU for everyone's suggestions on how to turn a stubborn baby. I have tried just about everything at this point. The baby scooted down a few times, but ultimately he seems to find the pillow that is my lung to be more comfy than the pillow that is my bladder. So, unless he flips - and yes, I will make sure to have an ultrasound before going under the knife - this baby will be delivered the good old-fashioned way: much pain and bodily fluids on my part, many cigars and martinis on my husband's part.

And a double THANK YOU THANK YOU to everyone who read through that monster post that was not about bats, and to eveyrone who offered their sympathy, empathy and camaradarie. And blueberry Stoli.

I've calmed down a bit since the orignal incident. I think rabies shots do that to you.

Anyway, I just wanted to acknowledge all the wonderful comments and the support I've been receiving over the past few days, both on-line and in "real life".

Although, the two do blur at times.

Most times.

But...you know...thank you. Sincerely.

And now to write that bat post.

And then have a baby.


Anonymous said...

C Sections are all the rage in the fashionable parts of London, where the willowy "Chelsea Ladies" are termed "too posh to push". Think of it as a fashion statement and good luck!!

Lindsay said...

I had a c-section.... Not the most fun thing ever, but you will be SO excited about the new addition you will forget about yourself!!!!

I CANT wait to see pics of your babe!!!
Take care of yourself....
have you started the hourly count down yet???

Anonymous said...

And I thought *my* kids were stubborn -- both had to be helped out with Pitocin and I walked around for a week 3.5cm dilated and contracting all over the place with Oliver. I feel for you.

But I'm excited for you! There's an end in sight! And that end means a beginning with a new baby!

So excited for you. :) And so wanting some of that zucchini bread.

Good luck!

Anonymous said...

I had to get on all fours and rock back and forth to get mine to flip over from face-up to face down. Maybe that would work for breech...maybe not. Regardless of how he gets here, Monday's the day and we're all pulling for you!

Anonymous said...

If you're having contractions already, it sounds like your little guy's thinking a bit about exiting (although after the first baby, the others seem to think about it more frequently before actually making the trip), so maybe he'll flip and come out on his own. (I'm an optimist.) But either way, it'll be simply wonderful to not be pregnant anymore and to be able to snuggle your little bundle with your arms instead of your lungs/bladder. I'll be thinking about you.

Imzadi said...

Thanks for the update. You are so kind and caring that way. Whereas I would be saying "Mind your own d@#n business people. And please, for your own safety, stay outside of the 6 ft radius that is my personal space, thankyouverymuch." And don't think I haven't said that once or twice.

Great big smooshy hugs (being careful not to squash baby superhero). Good luck.

Julie Pippert said...

On the upside, he's coming out, sooner or later, in one way or another.

Although maybe I ought not say "upside" to a woman in your condition with a baby in that position. ;)

My sunny side upper twizzled around during actual labor (not the sort you are having, which I had for three weeks, but meant I did all the work in little ways upfront...meaning a 2 hour L&D at the hospital...and as the OB told me this I was supposed to be really glad, all I could think was, crap! The othe rone only took 49 hours, and this one took freaking three weeks and two days!).

So here's to hoping your guy will turn properly.

Isn't there something about breech babies? Something about entering life feet first?

On the downside, BlogHer. I know. I feel your pain. And what's worse? My favorite bloggers are gone, except you. Whatever shall I read?!?!

It's all about ME ME ME.


S.T. said...

Oh my stars, so in just THREE SHORT DAYS (at the most,) you'll no longer be preggo and will be holding your sweet little guy! :)

Debbie said...

I'll be thinking good, healthy thoughts about you and the new baby come Monday. huge hig, dollface.


Debbie said...

and to add to the huge hig, a slightly larger hug. b/c as good as higs are, hugs are better.

Om.powered said...


Excuse me, Miss "ooh lookie lookie I just rode Space Mountain and peed on a stick *giggle* How in Pluto's name did that happen?" but you cannot possibly be ready to evict that wee sprite.


Time flies when you're having fun.

And now I'm laughing uncontrollably.

Giant love and much Reiki to you, my sweet.

xoxoxo and a smooch to the wee sprite from his Auntie Om

©Jac said...

Ugh! We have zucchini we need to do something with. Maybe we should make some "her baby is almost here" cookies?

Anonymous said...

Jozet, I hope you will make it to BlogHer next year. Plenty of ladies with babies in tow, which gave the rest of us our much-needed kid fix.

I can only begin to imagine the late-night drunken philosophizing, led by you and Her Bad Mother.

Kimberly said...

Been thinking of you and the new baby - esp. since my daughter had a possible rabies exposure and is in the middle of shots and more shots. Weird coinkydink, huh?

Hope all is well in your sweet corner of the world.

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