Eight Minutes Apart
Well, I just can not sleep. And I am absolutely on baby standby. And I know everyone is different and you just can't rush nature, but I live in freakin tim-buck-too, and I need to know , when do I go for this big event....called childbirth. I don't know if Bri is just being polite, and telling me to stay home, or if I should be on the road. You know, if this is how crazy it's gonna be to be a grandma.....I'm just gonna have to handle it. Cause Mama D is calling the shots.
So, I do believe the girl is in labor, and we have had all the signs. And she has actually kept me posted just about every hour,until Jakey came home, and he just seems to calm her, and doesn't need me as much when he is there, which is way cool, but I totally appreciate the one hour postings,so right now I don't like Jake that much. But I am going out of my mind. And this eight minute apart of the contractions bit could actually go on for days, I guess. But I don't think so.EEEE!
But this takes me back to my pregnancy, as all mothers do, you know, when you see a pregnant girl, you have a flashback. Eg. (Bri and I were shopping for the shower stuff, and this girl saw her, and said that she felt for Bri cause she was pregnant last August and she understood how Bri felt. I just think that Bri looks like she is about to pop, and all women can relate to that feeling.Young, old ,new mothether or grandmother.God love her, a total stranger.) So back to my flashback...Kenny Ruse was visiting,a friend of ours who was not married at the time, and we were timing and he thought that was the coolest thing ever. Well, they were eight minutes apart and then they stopped. So I keep thinking, it's the first baby, it will take longer, okay..chill. I freaking cannot chill.
Cause I just want to be there,to make sure everything is okay. And not that the world will stop, if I'm not, but I can't explain it. It's just being there when this little child is brought into the world will make us closer or something. And it's sort of a circle of life thing. That, of course I was there for Bri and Robby, and I just want to be there for this little one. So okay people it has not happened yet. but I do think that we are actually in the process. Maybe tomorrow. I have been a mess, so if I am crying the next time you see me, I'm just going through pre-granny-delivery-scary-psycho-gestation anxiety, or it could be post-delivery-scary-psycho-granny-euphoria.
So, I do believe the girl is in labor, and we have had all the signs. And she has actually kept me posted just about every hour,until Jakey came home, and he just seems to calm her, and doesn't need me as much when he is there, which is way cool, but I totally appreciate the one hour postings,so right now I don't like Jake that much. But I am going out of my mind. And this eight minute apart of the contractions bit could actually go on for days, I guess. But I don't think so.EEEE!
But this takes me back to my pregnancy, as all mothers do, you know, when you see a pregnant girl, you have a flashback. Eg. (Bri and I were shopping for the shower stuff, and this girl saw her, and said that she felt for Bri cause she was pregnant last August and she understood how Bri felt. I just think that Bri looks like she is about to pop, and all women can relate to that feeling.Young, old ,new mothether or grandmother.God love her, a total stranger.) So back to my flashback...Kenny Ruse was visiting,a friend of ours who was not married at the time, and we were timing and he thought that was the coolest thing ever. Well, they were eight minutes apart and then they stopped. So I keep thinking, it's the first baby, it will take longer, okay..chill. I freaking cannot chill.
Cause I just want to be there,to make sure everything is okay. And not that the world will stop, if I'm not, but I can't explain it. It's just being there when this little child is brought into the world will make us closer or something. And it's sort of a circle of life thing. That, of course I was there for Bri and Robby, and I just want to be there for this little one. So okay people it has not happened yet. but I do think that we are actually in the process. Maybe tomorrow. I have been a mess, so if I am crying the next time you see me, I'm just going through pre-granny-delivery-scary-psycho-gestation anxiety, or it could be post-delivery-scary-psycho-granny-euphoria.