Friday, July 4 – Great expectations
Today could be the day, but it doesn’t look like it will be. The doctor thought the 4th of July might be Anna’s due date and there are still a few hours to go, but I don’t think it is going to happen yet. Even with all the technical advances that have been made in obstetrics, there is still no guarantee that a baby will arrive when it’s due.
It’s not like chickens, which sit for 21 days and then the chicks pop out. A baby comes when it’s ready and although Anna is prepared and is excited at the prospect of meeting her baby very soon, it will not come any sooner. Of course, if it was a planned Caesarean it could all be neatly fitted in around other commitments, but there is nothing planned about this birth, apart from the freshly lined moses basket, the layette of tiny clothes and the clean bed.
Stephen has been pacing about, looking as if he is already the expectant father, asking Anna every few hours how she is feeling. I told him she is feeling fine and all the better for not being pestered. Anna herself is calm, serene and happy. She likes to rest in the afternoon as she feels hot at night and her bump makes sleeping difficult, even with an extra pillow. But she is still keeping active, taking an interest in all our comings and goings.
So we may not have an Independence Day baby after all, but we shall soon have a healthy baby and that is all that matters.