The boys have been fed and are napping. When Sarah had talked to our midwife Kathy earlier, she had said to call back at 1:00 barring any obvious signs the baby is coming sooner. Still no obvious signs; contractions are getting closer and more painful (Ed. Note: of course this is what I am being told, I have no concept whatsoever about what she is feeling), but they really are not getting too close together. Despite this, Kathy says to come on in when we call her back. I finish weeding out the “presentable” cookies I had made earlier and put them in a container to take to the midwife’s office. These naturally get forgotten and never make it there.
We hop in the car and head off. I call my parents to let them know we are on the way to the birthing center; they are already headed to our house and we actually pass them on the street as we are on the phone. Plan is for them to still go to the house for a little bit, so Sarah can get situated, and then my mother (NiNi) and Grams will head up to the birthing center. Grandaddy (my dad) and Pops (wifey’s) will stay at the house and watch the boys. We were somewhat surprised that Pops was already in town since when Sarah had talked to him early in the morning he had seemed rather nonchalant about the whole thing and stated he may still go into work. Now he is in
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