“He was the size of a full-term baby too. Sometimes, PCOS can make the babies a little bit bigger. It’s probably good that they come early.”
“I’ll have to keep that in mind for when I really go into labor.”
She eyed me. “So, how are you feeling today?”
“I’m mostly fine. I’m glad that the town texted Dean to apologize and that Brooke shouldn’t be bothering us anymore. I’m still emotionally all over the place, and that’s causing other things.”
“Like the way you keep wincing?”
Looked like I was caught. “Braxton-Hicks,” I said. “It’s nothing major.”
“You could finish out the day and get that checked out.”
“I don’t wanna be one of those moms who panics and goes for nothing.” I waved my hand. “I’ve heard so many stories about being turned away at the hospital. I’m sure it’s nothing.”
“How long has it been going on?”
As I said the answer, I knew what she was going to think. “Since this morning.”
Virginia’s eyebrows went up. “It’s been quite a few hours. Normally they’re supposed to stop if they’re Braxton-Hicks contractions.”
“It would be my luck that my body wanted a little bit of extra practice before the real event. Besides, there’s still time for them to stop.”
“Are they regular? Do they have a pattern?”
I wanted to say no, but theyhadbeen pretty regular. Though, I could have been making that up considering I wasn’t timing them and my mind had been focused on other seemingly more-pressing events.
“I’ll be fine. I bet this is nothing.” I waved her off again, convinced that I was right.
Of course, my body must have had a great sense of humor.
Because that was when my water broke.
50
DEAN
Dad Company (But Sometimes Good Advice)
Dean Briggs:So, any advice for birth?
Comments:
Robert Colt:Have a plan. Then throw that plan out the window. It never happens like you expect it would.
Ryan Kim:Whatever you do, don’t look down.
Robert Colt:Eh, it’s not that bad.
Ryan Kim:He could be squeamish! The last thing you want is to be one of those idiots who faints in the birth room.
Graham Hamilton:At least you don’t have to see it if you faint ...
Ryan Kim:The more I learn about you, the less I like you.
There wassomething that was preventing me from sleeping. I knew Grace wanted me to rest, but I had a bad feeling that something was going on.
Maybe it was the fact that the last forty-eight hours had been wild. My brain simply couldn’t stop. All night while holding Grace, I had tossed and turned, trying to doze off. I’d gotten a few hours in, but not nearly enough.