Lost and Found

The Waiting Game

It’s just over a week now until the due date of our first child and I have been doing various reading to help prepare myself for her arrival, and also to provide the best support I can for A on the big day. The literature tells me that only 3% of babies are born on their due date which leaves a significant window on either side. So, we are just waiting.

Over the weekend we were doing some things around the apartment. A snapshot of one conversation:

A: David! (well, with a half exclamation mark)
D: (out of breath from sprinting the 10 or 11 meters to the balcony), Yes! What’s up!
A: Can you help me move this pot plant….

It’s hard not to jump every time I am called, or every time she feels a different sensation or movement in there. We have also been finalizing some insurance matters this week and A has had to call me a couple of times so my heart races when I see her number on the screen.

If it is this exciting already and she isn’t even here yet, goodness knows what it will be like when she is.