Mind games with Mom
I decided to test the waters early this morning. Around midnight I tried to escape, and made Mom contract every 10 minutes for three hours. She finally got tired of counting the contractions and went to bed, and so far there’s been no peep from me.
The dialogue held between my parents this morning made me giggle:
Dad: What time did you to go bed?
Mom: At 03:15. I was contracting quite a bit and called the hospital for instructions.
Dad: Why didn’t you wake me?!
Mom: What for? So both of us can be groggy together?
Dad: Good point.
Mothers everywhere are coming out of the woodwork and telling my Mom things she can do or foods she can eat to help lure me out. Currently Mom has a Mexican food fetish and I know I’m not getting any good Mexican food for a long time after I’m born, so I’m staying put.
Mom has been told the following:
Eat a hot curry – (mother-in-law)
Swim, drink codliver oil [as if!], have sex [ew ew ew, Mooooooom?] – (Teutonic sis-in-law)
Eat fresh pineapple and raspberry leaf tea [Midwife Chandra]
Power walk – [Dad]*
*Considering Mom is peeing every 30 minutes, power walk where exactly?
If I don’t get my act together and decide to leave, a doctor at the hospital is going to talk to Mom about personally evicting me at an appointment she has scheduled for Monday. Maybe I won’t get to call the shots indefinitely.
Stay tuned.