Feeling Wicked

One of the things on our "to-do" list for before baby comes was actually something very fun. We secretly planned to take the kids to see Wicked in San Fransisco. As the days have rolled one into the other and contractions continued to roll as well, I got worried that I, or all of us, might miss the show. When I woke Saturday morning not in labor, I was tickled that we would be able to go.

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We got in the car and dropped Tess at the sitter, and then I turned to the kids and, holding the Wicked CD in my hand, asked,"Do you guys like this music?"

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A unanimous "Yes!" came from the group, to which I replied,

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"Would you like to see it live... today?"

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Their mouths dropped and they said... nothing.

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So weird.

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We cracked jokes the whole way about cast members delivering the baby. We met our dear friend Annmarie at the Orpheum and thrilled over the show we have grown to love the music of. The man in the seat next to me made me promise not to have the baby until after the show. It was the first time the kids had ever been to a show and they were awestruck, as were we all.

Three cool dudes.

Then to dinner at a quirky little Hawiian restaurant.
(Oh, and if you stop for dinner in Berkley, make sure to watch where you step. You might just stumble upon a cannabis bag. Classic Berkley.)

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My contractions picked up pretty good by the end of the day, and got to seven minutes apart by that night.
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Alas, I awoke Sunday morning still plump and round. But at least we got to go to our show! Besides, we didn't have things ready for the baby to come yet, anyway.
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By Sunday afternoon my contractions were really kicking my butt. All through church, even as I taught a lesson for our women's meeting called Relief Society, they were five minutes apart. After church Guy flew like the wind (obeying the speed limit, of course) to the Midwife's house, an hour and a half away, to pick up the labor tub.
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By midnight my contractions were 3 minutes apart and getting pretty hard. Though the baby clothes were not ready, and the house still needed tidying, at least we had the tub.
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After about an hour of contractions, I began to drift off to sleep between them at midnight. Then they went to 4 minutes apart. Then I fell asleep...and woke up at 4 am. Nothin'.
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It's now Tuesday.
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And yes, I am still here. Not too many contractions today.
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Rebekah came yesterday to help sort and wash baby clothes. Steph came today to get them put away. We are pretty much all ready to go now.
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And now that I am all ready, I will probably go past my due date.
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Wicked.