We had our last visit with our GP today, and we will have our second visit with our OB-GYN tomorrow. Our GP has confirmed that Tricia has indeed "dropped", which for you non-babied types means that the baby, which has been upside down for about a month now and has been squirming around and around, has now finally made its head fit into the cradle of Tricia's pelvis. As it progresses, it will continue to squirm and shift and, when everything is ready, Tricia's body will respond to the baby's hormonal onslaught by contracting her abdominal muscles to finally get rid of this invader. Things are getting very close now.
Tricia and I are attending our first of two breast-feeding classes tonight, and since we have loads of stuff to do in the city tomorrow, we are staying in the city in a hotel. Normally, we like to request a king-sized bed when we stay in a hotel room, but we are actually kind of glad that they have two queen-sized beds in this room - we've been in separate beds for the last little while, with both of us congested, snoring, and Tricia up every couple hours to pee. I suppose it's good practice for what's to come. Someone said once that the first six months of parenthood feel like it's 3:00 am all the time. I can't decide which parenting warning/threat/scare-tactic I like best (we've heard MANY in the last few months) but that one is the most poetic so far. Another I like is "I was a much better parent before I had kids" - all those times we've been in the grocery store and some parent has a screaming kid on one arm and we think "can't she CONTROL that kid?" we're really thinking "I would be SUCH a better parent than her!"
I think we're ready to have our thoughts re-arranged on a regular basis by this kid, but it's kind of hard to tell...
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