To celebrate, I took her out for lunch at one of our favorite meeting places - The Ch.eesecake F.actory. I walked up to her at the restaurant and immediately I could tell something was different. I don't know what, but she just looked different...or something.
We got seated and she said to me, "So I just came from my OB appointment. I'm 3cm dilated and I've been having contractions since last night."
So THAT was what was different.
Um, HELLO! She was in ACTIVE LABOR.
And there she was, cool as a cucumber, sipping her strawberry lemonade and helping me decide what to order.
I kept saying, "Are you okay? If I need to ask the server to go boil this napkin so I can, you know, CATCH YOUR BABY, you have to tell me!"
And she'd say "No, I'm fine. I'm okay, really."
Not even a grimace. Nothing.
Let me tell you, when I was 3cm and in active labor with Piglet I'm pretty sure I used my paw to try and SWIPE MR. K's HEAD OFF when he reached over to brush some hair off my forehead.
I am so not kidding.
We finished lunch around 2:30 and Miss J (aka my best friend) scampers off to pick up her three year old from school. I kiss her belly and give her a hug and tell her to keep me posted. I leave her and I'm feeling a very anxious.
At 4:30 I get a text from her that she is heading to the hospital.
OMG!!! I just saw her two hours before!
At 6:30 I get a text from her husband saying that she is EIGHT FREAKING CENTIMETERS DILATED.
What!
At 8:31 the most precious baby girl EVER is born into the world. With cheesecake still in her belly, I'm sure.
And she shares a birthday with her momma. Adorable.
Can you believe my best friend? She sat there and had lunch with me and listened to me talk about my morning sickness and upcoming MFM appointment while she, you know, was in SEARING PAIN.
Just, sip sip sip of the lemonade and a dainty bite of her french fry.
I'm going to give birth to a LIVE HUMAN BEING in six hours, but no, go on about how you looked at Mr. K's salmon and ran to the bathroom to hurl.
You have got to be kidding me. This woman is not for real. But oh my goodness, I am so glad she is because without her...
I promise you I would be a freak show on a daily basis.
This is us at 2:30 p.m. on Friday
No she isn't really a whole foot taller than me. I was in flats, she was in heels (in LABOR and wearing HEELS. What is there not to love about this woman?)
This is us at 2:00 p.m. on Saturday.
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What a goddess mama! Let's hope all 2nd labors/babies are like that. Congrats to her and her family.
wow - truly inspiring!!!! You guys are so cute!!! I really hope the u/s brings good news this week.
When I worked at the frame shop on base in Italy we had a DIY program. A woman came in and framed all day Monday and Tuesday and she was due Wednesday. Wednesday morning she showed up again and we were all shocked, but she framed all day. Thursday she showed up again and we were like, "WHAT ARE YOU DOING HERE?" and she said, "Oh, just finishing up a few projects before I have the baby today." Her water had already broken and she was having contractions! She framed all day and the only time we could tell she was having a contraction was because she's look at the clock and then go write in her notebook. At 5 p.m. she asked if she could use our phone because she'd had contractions at 5 minute intervals for the last hour; she called her husband to come get her, she called the hospital, her husband loaded up her framed artwork, and they headed straight to the hospital and she had the baby. WHAT?!?! Craziness! We should all be so lucky!
Congrats to the amazing Miss J and baby!!! :)
:) Love this post and I love that someone else can be in labor and not feel a thing. :)
Wish I had some of that cheesecake... ;)
that is pure craziness. seriously. maybe she's just someone we should all try to be like? maybe she has a super high pain tolerance? who knows. she's my hero, though!!
how are YOU doing?? feeling any better yet? still taking the zofran??
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