The days before Grant was born

I guess I should start a few days before he was born....like the Wednesday before he was born. I went to my weekly doctor's appointment expecting to get the usual pee-in-a-cup, blood pressure, measure the tummy check. As the doctor (Dr. B to be exact) starts feeling my belly and says he wants to check my amniotic fluid with the ultrasound. I'm thinking "hurry up I've got to go get Grayson in a few minutes". He starts the machine and squeezes some of the jelly on my tummy. He slides the wand around and around and around. Then he cuts it off and tells me I'm low and we need to induce! Oh My GOD I'm thinking. Immediately,my mind starts racing through the list of things I have yet to accomplish but need to - grading 52 science fair projects and research papers, making 9 weeks of sub-plans for 4 different classes, arranging more specifically for someone to care for Grayson while I'm at the hospital, PACKING MY BAG!!!!(do I know where that tube of lanolin is that I stashed so that Grayson wouldn't use it as toothpaste?!), putting together the cradle and making a spot for it in our bedroom ,etc. "I've got two more weeks until this kid is supposed to be born". I wait at the desk while Dr. B calls the hospital to arrange my induction - they offer me 6:45 the next morning. UMMMMM- NO that won't work for me! After a few more times back and forth, I get a spot on Saturday morning at 8:00 a.m. Perfect ( or so I think!) He tells me they will make it real special for me and that makes me feel better because I'm just not quite ready mentally for this kid to be here. I'm ready to not be pregnant, but I had my heart set on a December baby and this will definitely mess up our Thanksgiving plans. Plus, I'm still trying to get over the HORRIBLE stomach flu my husband so lovingly brought home to us about a week ago. I'm on the phone as soon as I'm out the door - first to daycare to let her know why I'm late and then to Greg my husband. Then I call for a substitute. I get Grayson and slap something together for dinner. We enjoy one of our last times as a family of three laughing and loving.