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Monday, October 22, 2012
waiting (and looking)...
last night we had to use an old photo to try to guesstimate where the wires for our thermostat (being installed today) was in the wall. yup. we drywalled over it. we drilled a hole...and then a bigger hole. we were using the flashlight app on o's phone and both trying to loop in the hole to see if we could see any wires up, down, left, or right. his hand hit something and the next thing you know the shot above is what his phone showed us...two monkeys trying to crowd in and see what they could find.
we found what we were looking for and we'll have heat in our big white room by tomorrow...along with a new boiler being installed. i'm pretty sure this is all that we'll be getting each other for christmas this year. yowsa!
and we are now a day past our due date, which is silly to even say considering my first due date was november 2. but we are still in this place of semi-normalcy and waiting...a place of in between. i recall my friend christine saying that she would go to bed and wonder is tonight the night? and then she'd wake up and wonder is today the day? i can certainly relate to that in this past week.
i found a great article about this time of waiting by jana studelska, which i've excerpt below...
the last days of pregnancy— sometimes stretching to agonizing weeks—are a distinct place, time, event, stage. it is a time of in between. neither here nor there. your old self and your new self, balanced on the edge of a pregnancy. one foot in your old world, one foot in a new world.
shouldn’t there be a word for this state of being, describing the time and place where mothers linger, waiting to be called forward? our language and culture fails us. this surely explains why many women find this time so complicated and tricky. but whether we recognize it or not, these last days of pregnancy are a distinct biologic and psychological event, essential to the birth of a mother.
i believe that this is more than biological. it is spiritual. to give birth, whether at home in a birth tub with candles and family or in a surgical suite with machines and a neonatal team, a woman must go to the place between this world and the next, to that thin membrane between here and there. to the place where life comes from, to the mystery, in order to reach over to bring forth the child that is hers.
little one we are patiently waiting for your arrival...we're here (and we have heat!), so come when you are ready!