Today's Forecast: No BabiesTomorrow's Forecast: 75% Chance of Babies
The doctor told us he didn't want to deliver Gabriel today because of Io's flu. We're going in to the hospital tomorrow for an evaluation and, probably, c-section. That means I have to memorize an all-new birthday for Gabriel. On the other hand, it means we had an extra day to get stuff ready, which is good because we were a little behind after being sidelined with the flu last week. We headed out to the Source of Everything, the Auchan hipermart, and picked up the last remaining items we need. (Well, all but one, in my mind: Romanians have no concept of the diaper pail. The things simply don't exist here.)
It's still make-your-face-numb cold out here, which is pretty annoying considering it's the last week of March and officially spring. The birds obviously all think its springtime and have returned from whatever warmer pastures they fled to for the winter. I'm sure it will warm up soon. That's what I keep telling myself.
Other than that, though, things are fine. We spent the day packing enough supplies for a five-week trip down the Ganges to get us through Io's two-day stay in a fully staffed hospital. Everything is about as ready as we can make it: supplies laid in, zones for baby sleeping, changing, and bathing all marked out and ready for action. Operation: Baby Nation is all set to be put into motion. We are just short one...crucial...baby.
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