I was looking for some pictures from the boys baptisms and ran across an email I wrote my friend Nikki almost exactly two years ago while we were living in Denmark just before my son James was born.
My fun things for this weekend were I went to the American ambassador’s house for a surprise birthday lunch party for our pastor, and then went to IKEA with my friend Robyn. I think she just came because she was worried I would go into labor while browsing IKEA and didn’t want me to be alone when that happened. I mentioned that we only have one cell phone and I always carry it so if I did go into labor I wouldn’t be able to call Michael unless he was at work, and I think that worried her. It’s hard to explain sometimes that birthing isn’t usually something that goes from 0-100 in an hour. And in two weeks I’ll probably give birth alone in the back of a cab or something.
Not quite alone, but definitely in the back of a cab.