This morning we took the 1s bus to Hvidovre Hospital. At the time I thought that in 0-5 days we would be parents. The midwife had called Guðrún last Friday and told us that we needed to come in because the baby was a bit on the bigger side and that it would be better to induce labor. Apparently Icelandic and Faroese babies are much bigger than Danish babies.
The weird thing this morning is that I’m slowly understanding that soon there will be a new person in the apartment but still I have no idea what is going to happen. I think that I’m more scared than I’m admitting to myself. But I need to appear calm so Guðrún doesn’t worry.
At the hospital, we met a really nice midwife who talked with us about what induced labor means, that it could take up to two weeks for the labor to start but it could also start tomorrow. She had a very professional and friendly demeanor so I felt that we were in good hands. After the talk, she hooked Guðrún up to a monitor and we could hear the baby’s heartbeat. She left us for half an hour and I had to hold onto the monitor so the machine could detect the heartbeat.
We left the hospital the same way we came with the 1a and had lunch together at Joe and the Juice Magazine. After that, I went to work. it was good to focus on work but at three I started to realize that the baby is due any day, because at that time, Guðrún was taking the first pill to induce labor.
I came home around five and we went down to the basement to sort through baby the clothes. Now sizes from 62 - 94 are all sorted into neat little plastic boxes while size 56 is in the bedroom. I think everything is read although we will need to put a few things into the pregnancy bag when we leave on the big day. Not long now. Feeling really excited. Lots of feelings but most a good, although like I said there are some fears, which I´m told are normal.
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