Well, Riley made it into the world succesfully. Court’s a little worse for wear. The c-section was tough on her so our first day together as a family has been more laid back than I thought. As of right now Courtney is doing much, much better than at noon. She’s been able to hold Riley and get to know him too. As for me? I’ve been regulated to diaper duty. Since Courtney is bedbound until at least tomorrow morning I’m the go to guy for just everything. I’m enjoying the moment.
Well, today is the day. It’s 5am and Courtney and I are just gathering our things. We are heading to Caribou (it’s early, folks) and then to the hospital. By 10am Riley will be welcomed into this world. Because of the c-section Courtney will spend a few more days in the hospital. We’re hoping she’ll be able to come home on Friday.
Until next time…
Okay folks the big day will finally arrive tomorrow! Courtney and the doc had it out this morning at the appointment and came to an agreement to get Riley out as soon as possible. We’re scheduled for Halloween morning at 9am to have Riley! w00t!
Sorry to disappoint but there was no baby this weekend.
Courtney and I spent a good part of the weekend walking around. Tired of waiting for the “miracle” to happen by itself, we started to take drastic measures.
On Saturday we went and walked around a corn maze in Shokapee. We had an awesome time. It was fun getting lost with about 500 other people. The only unfortunate part was some of the maze had been trampled down by all the running around. Regardless, we made it all the way through. It took us about an hour and a half.
On Sunday we decided to get out and walk around Lake Calhoon. Sunday was absolutely beautiful outside. It was nice to enjoy one last day of sunshine.
We bought three pumpkins earlier this month assuming we would be able to enjoy them with our new baby. Courtney spent Saturday evening carving Riley’s. Instead of carving a pumpkin face she carved in “Riley Where R U” 
Courtney has a doctor’s appointment in an hour. The doctor should finally give us a date for inducement. We’re hoping it’s sometime this week. If not, then the next week will be hell. I don’t suggest calling…
….unless you have food.
Well, today is Riley’s due date and I’m fairly certain we’ll see it come and go without much fanfare. Patience is not one of my virtues.
Last night at Target I kiddingly asked Courtney if she wanted to walk down the baby isles. At this point we have those isles damn near memorized and we’ve bought everything in them. Court hooted and hollered about it, which was my full intention. A nearby lady snickered and said it was funny that the GUY was suggesting going into the baby section. Her husband would never do that. She went on to comment about being 5 months pregnant herself. I wanted to point out Courtney to the lady and say, “THIS will be YOU in 4 months!”
We’ve come to terms with the fact this kid isn’t showing up this week. After 9 months, what’s another week, right? ~sigh~
Last night Court and I finally hit the wall, we were both sick of waiting and watching T.V. We’ve been in “chill” mode for about a week or so. Our routine after work has been:
1. make dinner
2. cool out
3. go get chocolate
4. chill some more
5. go to bed
But last night we finally became done with the cooling out part. We’ve done all this waiting and now we’re being told to wait some more. We decided we should have a baby to fill our time. We went to bed and hoped for the best.
Unfortunately, no baby this morning. I equate it to waiting for the tooth fairy to show up.
I think this one is going into extra innings, folks. The doctor told Courtney yesterday that there’s a potential physics problem between the baby’s size and her pelvis. It seems Motylinskis breed ginormous (the official medical term) babies. Courtney is too petite for the size of the baby and may require a c-section. Right now this is mostly speculation, but the doctor said babies that haven’t moved lower in the abdomen at this point are typically bigger than what will fit in the lower nether regions. Court asked him if that meant there’s little chance that this baby will be an easy 6 pounder. He laughed and said she passed that mark weeks ago.
Courtney has a scheduled ultrasound next Monday to determine just how big this kid is. It will also help determine whether we should attempt an inducement or go straight to the c-section.
We have been waiting for a curveball the entire pregnancy. I think this might be it. For those that don’t watch “A Baby Story” religiously c-sections are quite common but also quite painful to recover from. Mom typically cannot lift the baby for the first week and also needs time to recover from surgery. It’s nothing severely traumatic to mom or baby but just not one of those things that you really want to go through.
On the flipside, the birth will be less painful and the kid won’t have a conehead.
Yes, I’m still at work.
We spent a long weekend hoping that the new moon would shake things up. Unfortunately it did not help. Courtney has a doctor’s appoitnment this afternoon which should shed a little more light on when she might have this baby. Right now we are planning for an inducement either this weekend or next weekend. It’s a little weird to plan to have a baby on a particular day. But then again, it is the 21st century.
My parents were kind enough to make up some frozen dinners for us for the week after the baby arrives.
Right now we are in a circling flight pattern just waiting for our turn to land.
If you’re curious, I’m still not a dad. Riley is still in the hopper.
Yesterday we had a practice run of the emergency baby call system. Lets just say I failed miserably.
My cellphone has been strapped to my hand for the past week. Yesterday I accidently left the house with Courtney’s car keys. She noticed the missing keys around 9am. She called me on my cell, at work, and msg’ed me, all to no avail. I was sitting in a meeting drawing a whiteboard with my cellphone across the room on a table set to vibrate. No one including myself heard it ring 2 twice.
Court pointed out this morning, though, that regardless of how the next 7 days go, we are guaranteed to be parents by November 4th.
We’re 14 full days away from Riley’s due date. Someone asked me while I was standing at the urinal today if I was nervous. I casually blew off the comment and said, “No, I’m more anxious then nervous. I got over the nerves awhile ago.”
Well, that was a lie. When I got back to my desk I started thinking about it. In 14 days I will be a father. In 14 days we will be parents of a oddly small child whose only means of communication is crying. In 14 days I will have bigger things to worry about than the current coffee of the day at Caribou.
It’s not nerves, I don’t think. I think its more about curiosity of the unknown and unexpected. I watch Drew and Michelle go through this whole thing 4 months ago. My brother never broke a sweat. Now I will be “that guy”.
So what am I doing to prepare? Well, Courtney has taken care of the obvious; packing bags, prepping the baby’s room. Just today I went to the ATM to take out 40 bucks for parking. Bet you didn’t know that they don’t let new fathers get away with free parking. I didn’t know that either. I also picked up some granola bars just in case this kid shows up at 3am and all the pizza joints are closed. This is what I do best.
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