For all of Charlotte's crafty and calculated planning, her intricate efforts seeking to maximize the potential of her maternity leave and its coincidence with Spring Break, Friday the 27th—today—is the day she wants this baby to arrive. I, being the shrewd and surly competitor for which I am well renowned, would typically scoff at Charlotte's prediction and discard the very mention of it like so much trash. I have learned, however, where e'er this baby is concerned, Charlotte has eerie powers.
The fact it is now appoximately 1:25 in the AM—coupled with my ignorance of how labor and delivery work respectively—I would assume she would need to start with the heavy contracting some time early this morning. But then again, I don't know how it works.
Will it happen?
Experience says maybe.
Will I be anxiously awaiting a call from Charlotte at school, her sentences broken and her breathing intermittently tensed by contractions, laboriously commanding me to meet her at the hospital?
Yes. Yes I will.
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Im thinking that today is shot as well....
Well, I suppose that my motherly instincts have failed me. Though, I might go as far to say that I never really felt TODAY that she would be born, I just desperately WANTED her to make her arrival today. Perhaps this is an early indicator of the stong independent spirit our daughter may have!
My mother says that she almost called you, Charlotte... but then she realized that she didn't have what she wanted to bring by, so she didn't call. Perhaps that was a sign. She knows things, you know... But I am waiting for that "Charlotte's in labor" phone call any day now. Any day...
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