Postponed

UPDATE: We were called at 9:30 am, asked to arrive between 10 and 10:30am, aiming for surgery by noontime, sooo, I wasn't able to finish the tin whistles bag, nor the binding on the tricot blankey, afterall...

Well, well, the plot thickens: We got a call from the hospital at 8am and they don't have a room for us in order for our c-section to happen as scheduled at 11am...

And my response to this news? - - smiling and laughter! No joke!

They've already spoken with my OB and they'll be calling us around 10am to let us know when they'll be able to have us come in for a c-section in the afternoon. Yup. The waiting game continues! Meanwhile, I still can't eat anything nor drink anything; can't even chew gum. Have I ever written about how I can get in the mornings without breakfast? It's not good --think angry grizzly bear. *Deep intake of breath* Hopefully, my highly elevated mood will last us as long as needed...

But it's all good: We're still gunna have a baby today!!! And I promise right now, if they push us to tomorrow, I'll be a good girl; I will not throw a tantrum; I can wait as long as it takes. But honestly, when they told me we'd been postponed, my first thought was "OH COOL!"...Now I have time to finish the tricot baby blanket's binding (I'd only got a lil' over 1/2 way done with it yesterday), annnd (right after I post this) I can finish the angel boy-O's blasted tin whistle bag!!! And I can spray paint that basket I picked up yesterday at Goodwill for keeping pacifiers, and, and, and... [SOME BACKGROUND INFO: For possibly a year now, I've had the angel boy-O's Irish tin whistles, planning/aiming to make him a handy carry case for them, but I keep modifying the design(s) and changing my mind, and I actually made two different bags, but didn't like either one. He will now get to go home to Burbank with a whistle bag, hell or high water, now that the universe has conspired and decided we gotta wait a lil' longer for the baby sweet potato girl's arrival.]

So yes, I'm not disappointed about the new timing on our hands... Strangely enough, it's just an opportunity to get a lil' bit more done before she gets here! I'm sick, aren't I? ~ hee hee