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She’d Been Pregnant As Long As Anyone Could Ever Remember

Sometimes stuff just doesn’t work out the way you and your sonogram technician have planned it. I thought she was crazy when she said I was due on February 27th. And today I wanted to apologize to her. I am now overdue for having this baby make his/her exit from my body.

I feel as if I’m living in some alternate universe fantasy land. While everyone around me frets about their schedules permitting the delivery date, I have no choice but to sit her and wait. And try not to feel nauseous.

I am completely done with being this way, of course. And rather tired of the line all are compelled to deliver. “Get yourself to the hospital and deliver that baby already, will ya?” If I could I would people. But baby delivering is one of those acts of nature that our wills have no apparent control over.

Seems everyone has a helpful hint on how they think I should hurry this process up. A kind Italian man offered today, “Make up a nice dish of angel hair pasta tossed with olive oil (region not specified)  with some oregano (not too much cause it can be strong) and then take a nice long walk.” The walk’s a perennial favorite. And has absolutely no effect on baby conjuring.

Only one thing can effect the onset of childbirth and it’s a special hormone the body releases when it’s decided the popper has popped. Physicians can also introduce that hormone to the cervix to “let the games begin”. That’s called induction and is what I’m scheduled for on Tuesday if this weekend doesn’t produce babe in arms. It would seem that the placenta has an expiration date.

And as one last act of craziness, I wanted to record a video of me in this unbelievable state. The first attempt was thwarted when equipment and software wouldn’t cooperate. On borrowed time, I re-recorded myself sharing the thoughts on this pregnancy and last year I felt were most important. And then a “fatal error has occurred to thwart me again. So visit my Facebook page here.

TURN THE SOUND WAY UP BEFORE YOU PRESS PLAY as I talk softly in the beginning.

I appreciate you giving me whatever break you can here and know that I’m doing it all for the love of the art and the family.

Thanks for all your generous support and kind thoughts. I look forward to sharing the next chapters as they unfold.

Love,

Shalagh

 

 

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6 Responses to “She’d Been Pregnant As Long As Anyone Could Ever Remember”

  1. Jane Barry says:

    Sending much love your way x o x

  2. Claudia says:

    I love you and my prays are with you.

    • Shalagh says:

      Thanks Claudia. I am so looking forward to seeing you. Well the baby too but then you. And then your baby. Like a beautiful formula for happiness that keeps compounding. Stay Tuned.
      Love,
      Shalagh

  3. Ish says:

    It’s Tuesday! Thinking of you!!!!

    • Shalagh says:

      What time did you think of me I wonder. Was it 10:47 west coast time. Because my legs were still in the air and their was a baby on the table then.
      Thanks for your continued support Ms. Ish. Your emails made me happy in the hospital as I fiddled on my fiddle phone to keep myself tethered to the real world.
      Love,
      Shalagh

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