UP THE DUFF Week 38 + 39: The waiting game.

UP THE DUFF Week 38 + 39: The waiting game.

up the duff 39 post

Very cheeky of me, I know, cramming two weeks of Up The Duff into one, but allow me a little leeway (I barely know my own name at the moment).

Mr Chick took me for a Last Hurrah / babymoon / belated birthday weekend at my favourite hotel in Sydney last weekend, which was awesome, although I was very nervous the chicklet was going to come on the Friday night after we’d checked in. He was so low down and walking was tricky. When I sit still and he rolls around, I realise just how much of a BABY he is now. He’s a big boy. The doppler always shows a strong heartbeat. And when he decides to bust a move, mama knows about it.

The rock’n’roll nursery’s pretty much done. We hung Mr Chick’s guitars on the wall, I put the cot together yesterday and washed all his clothes and packed 3-4 weeks of nappies into a drawer. I also dug into the depths of my wardrobe for the llama-fur teddy bear I bought four long years ago in Peru. Back then I had no idea if I’d ever become a mum and the bear, carted all over South America, has been sitting in a plastic bag at the back of my cupboard all this time. Seeing it on the sofa in the nursery was a sweet moment.

The ‘Anything yet?’ calls and texts have started. Nothing doing, people. I am currently on the couch resting my busted knee after falling thanks to a stupid rug I decided, stupidly, to put in the hallway because it looked nice. Yeah, note to self: rugs and freshly polished floors are a bad combo.

Here is what I need to do before the baby arrives:

  • Buy maternity bras and massive granny undies / mens boxer shorts / recovery shorts / belly band
  • Pack hospital bag with all the mysterious packets of nipple shields and pads and things I bought at the chemist last week
  • Bug Mr Chick to do a playlist of my favourite songs (who knows if we’ll even listen to it)
  • Stop asking, ‘Do you think I’m brave enough to get through this?’ to Mr Chick whenever I’m bent double by a random muffin punch
  • Do about 5 million loads of washing
  • Sort out my out-of-office messages
  • Figure out maternity payments. Apply for maternity payments.
  • Stop worrying about the state of the house.
  • Meditate
  • Relax
  • Sleep.

horseyWhat did you do in the final week before your baby / babies were born? And was he/she on time, late or REALLY late?

Journalist. New mama. Mr Chick's missus. Blogger at The Mama Files, Reality Chick, Letter To My Ex and Rachel's List. Author of sex advice book, Get Lucky. Writer for Good Health, CLEO, Woman's Day, Inside Out, NineMSN and many more. Current fantasy: adding a rooftop hot-tub to the house.


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