Let the Wait Begin

The real problem with having your first child nearly three weeks early is that everyone, including yourself, expects the second child to come three weeks early.  In fact, if I had this baby as early as I had Chloe, I would have had him on December 19.  Obviously, that date has come and gone and I'm still pregnant.  Further, before I went into labor with Chloe I had clear signs that I was heading into labor for about five days before I actually had her.  So far with this pregnancy, other than the baby dropping a bit, I haven't had any signs of labor. 

I'm not complaining.  Really, I'm not.  I'm fine with the baby coming in January.  I just have this feeling like I'm already overdue.  It is just a little unsettling.  With Chloe I wasn't ready at all.  I thought I would have her a week after her due date like everyone else.  I remember sitting in the bathtub thinking I wish this wasn't happening yet.  It is too soon!  I have too much yet to do.  I worked until 8:30 p.m. the night I went into labor just trying to finish up my last assignments at work.  Perhaps it was the stress of it all that put me into labor in the first place, because this time around I have planned ahead with my work schedule.  The house is fairly clean, Christmas presents are wrapped, the nursery is nearly complete, and here I am in my spare time catching up on some blog posts and backing up all of my digital files.  This time around I'm ready, but the baby is not. 

At this point I'm just hoping that the baby comes after Christmas.  My biggest fear is that I'll go into labor on Christmas Eve or Christmas Day and miss Christmas morning at home with Chloe.  I'll be sure to keep you all posted on any progress we are making over here.  But for now, I wouldn't count on any surprise birth announcements!