...of those who like to plan things. J. and I are similar that way. We have to, living states apart.
So, with the baby due at the end of March, and a week's visit that included a doctor appointment to show everything was progressing nicely, I booked my ticket to come out around the due date. She made a birth plan to make sure that I would be able to be there, but had back up plans of a doula and friends. Just in case. Not that we were expecting it. But Just In Case.
Well, JIC is here in force. J. went into labor around midnight. Three weeks early.
I am 950 miles away and cannot leave. I can send peace and love and good energy through the Universe to her, and speak to her on the phone, but cannot hold her hand.
So, I am in the proverbial waiting room. I am not a patient person. This really sucks.