Saturday, July 01, 2006
False Alarm
Kevin and I spent all of Tuesday night in the hospital thinking we might just have a baby. Nope. False alarm. Now it is Saturday and I'm still pregnant. It's a very happy thing that I like being pregnant because it seems I'm going to stay this way forever. Tuesday night was a slow night on the maternity floor and we had the place mostly to ourselves. We are sometimes prone to fits of giggling in in appropriate places and this felt like one of those times. As we were walking the halls on nurses' orders, we kept having to stifle giggles because it seemed inappropriate in the silent halls and darkened waiting room. It makes me happy to think that in our terrible nervous state we can laugh through our anxiety. I'm also aware, though, that when the real time comes I'll be in too much pain to giggle. I've been assured of that in no uncertain terms.
Kevin and I spent all of Tuesday night in the hospital thinking we might just have a baby. Nope. False alarm. Now it is Saturday and I'm still pregnant. It's a very happy thing that I like being pregnant because it seems I'm going to stay this way forever. Tuesday night was a slow night on the maternity floor and we had the place mostly to ourselves. We are sometimes prone to fits of giggling in in appropriate places and this felt like one of those times. As we were walking the halls on nurses' orders, we kept having to stifle giggles because it seemed inappropriate in the silent halls and darkened waiting room. It makes me happy to think that in our terrible nervous state we can laugh through our anxiety. I'm also aware, though, that when the real time comes I'll be in too much pain to giggle. I've been assured of that in no uncertain terms.
