When I was 4 months pregnant with Jammin' I commented to Dave one day "Hey, I think Natalie is pregnant." (Natalie, being the local news anchor.) Dave highly doubted it and asked me why.
"She just looks pregnant." I was correct. One month later she announced she was due - exactly ONE week after me. I felt a great kinship with the woman. We were about the same age, pregnant with our first child, and due at the same time. We even shared the same doctor's office. I loved her.
Jammin's due date came and went. I woke up Tuesday morning and turned on the t.v. to watch the morning news. Natalie was NOT on the air. I looked at Dave. "WHERE'S NATALIE?" I yelled.
He stood like a deer in headlights. "Um.....she had her baby yesterday."
I was pissed. I hated the woman. I was suppose to have my baby before her. Life was so unfair.
Fast forward 2-1/2 years. I was pregnant with Buttercup. Somehow, I had convinced myself that FATE was kind and since Jammin' was a late baby then Buttercup was sure to be an early baby. I had deemed it so. There could be no alternative.
A good friend of mine, Angela, was pregnant at the same time. She was due 2 weeks after me. I felt a great kinship with her. We were both having girls and suffering through those hot summer months. We'd bring our boys to her parents pool and cool off from the heat. We were miserable together. It was a great bond.
Then, I received a phone call. "Um, Karmyn, promise you won't hate me." It was Angela. Her darling daughter had decided to arrive early - 6 weeks early.
"Oh no, Angela. Of course not. I'm just glad she is healthy and that everything turned out so well." I smiled but inside I was seething. I was suppose to give birth first. Did I hate her? Only for two minutes until I was happy and relieved she had a healthy baby.
And, of course, FATE did me wrong. Buttercup was late; five days late. That may not seem like much, but since I was convinced she would arrive early, each day was a torturous affair of second guessing my very soul.
Fast forward 4-1/2 years. Angela informed me that I have now gone further than she did with her third child. I told her I'd like to this baby to arrive early - but not THAT early. Besides, we have a lot of activities going on in May and having an early baby would really "complicate our schedule".
Angela told me I had just jinxed myself. Not wanting to have a complicated schedule just meant I was going to have one.
Maybe. But I'm not doing any guesses. I really don't want to have a late baby, but I'm completely expecting that situation.
Jammin' was due March 27.....born April 6
Buttercup was due Sept. 28....due October 1
This baby is Due May 23rd...... I'm totally prepared for a June baby.
Well, they come when they feel like it!
1 - came on her due date (but 3 days labour)
2 - three weeks early
3 - 10 days late
4 - 10 days late
5 - 14 days late Its a bit like a cake...you want it cooked just right!
And June is a good month..I was born then!
Posted by: Karisma | April 23, 2008 at 01:28 AM
Yes yes... whenever they remember to turn the gas off in there, then they'll come when they're good and ready! heh heh
1 - 2 weeks late [but a 36-hour labour!]
2 - 2 days early
3 - 2 days late!
On averages, I think we went pretty well with ours... heh heh.
Hope you manage to enjoy your last 4-or-so weeks. Keep ur fluids up! And dang those 5-trips-a-nite to the loo! lol.
Cyalayta
Mal :)
Posted by: Mal | April 23, 2008 at 03:31 AM
LOL!!!! Honey, I feel your pain. You can rest in knowing that somewhere in Virginia, there's a girl named Susan that is ALWAYS ALWAYS the last one to have her baby. It's irritating, it's frustrating, and it's MADDENING!
When I was nearing my due date with Golden Boy, the docs were worried that he was getting pretty large, so they scheduled me for an induction on a Monday morning (two weeks before my due date). I had one particular friend who was pregnant and due 2 weeks after me. "A-HA!" I thought. "I'll surely beat her now!" (I was so excited not to have to endure the last two weeks of pregnancy - in my opinion, you CAN'T POSSIBLY understand the true misery of pregnancy unless you've carried a child at least 41 weeks.)
As I was just checked into my room at 7 am Monday morning, I got a knock on my hospital room door. It was my friend - being pushed in a wheelchair by her husband with a big grin on her face. "I just had my baby a couple of hours ago! Can you believe it?"
Yes. I can. Because I'm always LAST.
Posted by: Susan in va | April 23, 2008 at 06:16 AM
I'll just *duck* and tell you that my kids both came exactly one week earlier than their due dates. I did have a long, hot, huge-pregnant summer with the first one, though, so. Please don't hate me. ;)
Posted by: melissa | April 23, 2008 at 08:05 AM
One of mine was early (due to complications), one was "late" by four days. Actually, the summer held off its first day of 100 degree temps until I went in the hospital to have #2, so I was pretty grateful for being a bit late!
Posted by: Desert Songbird | April 23, 2008 at 09:27 AM
You can use the trick I always use...induction. Three times--because I was "favorable" and I wanted to pick my favorite doc to deliver.
The weird thing was every delivery was VERY different (though the same method of induction was used...).
You're just trying to scramble our brains with a pool, aren't you ;).
Posted by: ROBIN | April 23, 2008 at 10:17 AM
I bet he'll show up right on time & surprise you. Or? Maybe on Mother's Day just to make you love him all the more.
Today is the day I wanted mine to show up. I arrived at my first OB appt & told the doctor I wanted to be induced on April 23. And, that I was very, very serious. The kiddo decided he wanted out earlier, but I still wish this was his bday.
Posted by: anglophilefootballfanatic | April 23, 2008 at 11:48 AM
That would have frustrated me.
Posted by: C | April 23, 2008 at 03:59 PM
It's okay if you hated me... I would have hated me too. I'm predicting you will have him before my birthday... June 25th!
Posted by: angela | April 23, 2008 at 05:07 PM
Maybe he'll be born in his Aunty Mandy's birthday! Or maybe he'll be a stubborn mule like his siblings, eh? I hope it's fast and easy for you sis. Love you!!
Posted by: Amanda | April 23, 2008 at 05:46 PM
I just noticed your baby-meter-widget.
I was induced with both. Almost two weeks early with first and one week early with second.
I vote induction! Just kidding. I wish I had not been induced both times.
Posted by: Robinella | April 23, 2008 at 05:57 PM
Our last son was just over two weeks late - he was the third and they are supposed to slide out easier. However, he weighed a little more. In fact, when he did decide to come out, he had a full set of teeth and I had to trim his fingernails. Always come ot me for an encouraging word.... NLM
Posted by: Nekked Lizard Man | April 23, 2008 at 08:45 PM
You're due for an early one. Let's see I had mine, on the date, 5 days late, 5 days early and 2 weeks early. It's weird I can remember that isn't it. I thought I would die each time I was late. I did try to the castor oil and went into labor the next day so maybe it worked? It was nasty stuff!
Posted by: Lisa's Chaos | April 23, 2008 at 08:50 PM
sounds like a great nickname: JuneBaby
Posted by: Pamela | April 23, 2008 at 11:01 PM
I can relate. Even my last baby, who was SUPPOSED to arrive early because I'd had the stitch removed that held my cervix closed and was already a few centimetres dilated 4 weeks before her due date, had to be induced on her due date. And the first 2 were both over a week late. I feel your pain.
Posted by: Heather | April 24, 2008 at 07:26 AM
Dillon arrived 10 days early so on my second pregnancy I assumed I would be early. Bad mistake. Mollie was two weeks late and they were the longest two weeks ever. With Ben I decided he would be two weeks late so much so that it completely took me by suprise to find myself in labour six days after my due date...even better was the fact that I gave birth within two hours of arriving at the hospital.
Posted by: beccy | April 26, 2008 at 01:10 AM