We learned something odd in the hospital yesterday.  A nurse came by to ask if we would mind our child being involved in a study of diabetes in children.  One of her questions was to validate that Sandra and I were over the age of 18.

It turns out that if you have a child before you turn 18, legally you are not the ‘legal guardian’ of your child.  Someone else has to give consent to anything being done to that child; say a grandparent or some such.

–Jason

Week 38 of the pregnancy: We’re told that Sandra is at 3cm.  So Samantha could come at any time, and that’s just fine by the OB.

Week 39 of the pregnancy: Still at 3cm.  Our Duela tells us that almost all of her clients go early.  We’re still at 3cm, so life’s good.

Week 40 of the pregnancy:  Sandra is having contractions, so we go to the hospital.  They send us home, still at 3cm.  Doctor schedules and induction for the end of week 41.

Week 41, day before induction: Sandra’s again having contractions, this time, even while lying down, but they’re not to the magical 5-1-1 mark… 5 minutes appart, lasting for 1 minute, and sustained for 1 hour, while you’re trying to stop them (by lying down, taking hot showers/baths/etc).

One way or another, Hurricane Samantha will decend upon our lives in the next 24-36 hours, and life will be different.  I don’t know how… I have no visibility into that cauldron of diapers and baby wipes, and cooing sounds… I’ve never spent time around newborns (at least in the 30 years since my sister was one).

So now, we wait.