What I am Missing

With less than two weeks left before my due date,

I have moved in with my mother in Andover.

I decided to move to Andover so that we could deliver 

Baby Number Two in the same place that we had Orin:

the North Shore Birth Center.

Because if you have to be in labor,

you might as well get to be in a huge tub next to 

a door that opens so you can hear the birds singing

and smell the sweet breeze of springtime

in your state of otherwise utter and total misery.

 Although I am glad to finally be here because

it has ended my anxiety about not being able to make it

to the birth center in time if I went into labor early

(with Boston and its unpredictable traffic looming right

 in the middle of the commute from the Cape),

I am a bit sad that I am missing some important things back home.

For example, T-Ball has started. 

 The video on our camera didn't work during practice number one

so Casey took these pictures to help me feel

slightly less left-out:

The team (or part of it, anyway):

 

Orin practicing his base running:

His catching:

His batting and running to first:

 And his looking adorable in a batting helmet:

If Baby arrives on time, 

I might be able to catch the final practice of the season.

In the meantime, I am with much less interesting company

 Paley: the queen of sulking

and Atlas,

the king of shedding.

When she is not working,

I also get to hang with my mother who keeps me sane

and, of course, Baby Number 2

who is trying to drive me crazy by continuing to

flip into breech position

despite the fact that I cannot actually deliver her like that

and I am very close to my due date.

Likely, there will be more on this issue to come

as I have just scheduled an appointment to 

try to have an acupuncturist turn her

with a procedure called moxibustion

so that I can avoid the dreaded external cephalic version...

a procedure which I narrowly escaped last week

and will be on the table again if she is not head down

for my next exam on Wednesday.

Wish us luck.