So, somewhat unexpectedly, although not technically early, we had a baby in the early morning of Sunday the 20th of January. Pip’s due date was February 1st, but as I mentioned in an earlier post, due dates are A Tissue of Lies! Pip turning up at 38 weeks and 2 days is therefore perfectly normal.
I will write a much longer post on the subject soon. I was planning a post about how labour never really follows the traditional, clichéd, movie and TV scenario. Which goes roughly:
- Waters Break
- Contractions start
- Mad dash to hospital
- A great deal of screaming and squeezing of hands
- Baby appears
I was going to say how rare this actually is and all births are different and so on, as if four birthing classes have made me some kind of expert.
But for us is this more or less exactly what happened! Complete with screaming mother-to-be in the back seat of the car!
Will flesh out the story soon, maybe once I’ve got some – some! – of my sleep debt erased*.
(* this never happens.)