This past week has ambled on by with the get-up-and-go of a college frat boy. But here we are, a week past micro’s due date and on the very eve of his birth via scheduled c-section, which I now consider a blessed deliverance in more ways than one, as I am wholly uncomfortable and entirely drained and finding it exceedingly difficult to walk more than a few blocks without needing a long sit. This, after all my hand-wringing about not wanting another c-section, and then discovering he was no longer breech and fretting over the unknowns of a vaginal birth: now we are back here, facing a c-section. As my SIL and three-time-c-section-warrior put it, after I unloaded some of my anxieties about the procedure: “There’s no getting around the bear of a surgery like this one, and it sucks having that knowledge the second time around. But your body has an imprint from the first time, so the adjusting will be less of a shock.”
Such is life, such is parenthood: God laughs when you make plans.
And so here I am, less than twenty-four hours away from meeting micro, flitting around my neighborhood, running last-minute errands (an extra pack of toilet paper, just in case), re-organizing my pantry (…?), enjoying a blow-out, and, oh, all the things that do not matter but that fill my day and afford me a sense of progress.
When I slow down (and maybe I should for the remainder of the day), I find myself weepy. Weepy with relief, with anxiety, with excitement, with exhaustion, with affection. Mr. Magpie had some ultra-generous, ultra-sweet words to say to me over our lunch date today and — oh! — I was a puddle in the middle of Bar Boulud, too happy and hormonal and wistful and to-hell-with-onlookers to care. It’s a strange thing to know that our lives will forever change, again, in a matter of hours. Who is this boy! What will our life be! How will I feel!
In between such musings big and small, I also had to share some scattershot thoughts with you before I dash off–
- Thank you. For all of your words of encouragement via comment, email, and direct message. I feel so lifted. You are too kind and I am too lucky. I’ll be toasting with a full glass of champagne one day in the near future, clinking glasses with all of y’all in my mind.
- I have pre-written a number of blog posts for the next week or two — so do not fear! I will be here. It may take me a minute to update you all on how we’re doing post-birth, but I dedicated a lot of time to writing over the past few weeks so there is lots to come.
- There are some very good — dangerously good — sales going on right now. I did a roundup of my to picks from the memorial day sale here, but now Nordstrom, Neiman’s, and Bergdorf’s are running incredible discounts, too. A couple finds below:
HAD TO HAVE THIS FOR MICRO
A CLASSIC ONESIE FROM MY FAVORITE INFANT SLEEPWEAR BRAND
A SWEET PICK FOR AN FOJ OUTFIT FOR A LITTLE ONE
LOVE THE COLOR OF THESE HUNTERS
SOMEHOW (POSSIBLY THROUGH CLERICAL ERROR?) THIS LA DOUBLE J TOP IS ONLY $44?!?!?!?!??!