Well we're still waiting. Charlotte gave us all some excitement nearly two weeks ago in the hospital and we really thought she was on her way. Now it seems like we've been taught a valuable lesson: Our little Charlie is going to be her own girl. That's all well and good for me, but I'm worried about my wife.
Beck has been so tough all this time, and I feel like it's finally starting to wear her down a little. It has to. She's never really complained at all for nearly 39 weeks but I can tell she's ready now. I wish I knew of something I could do to ease her anxiety.
I read so much these days online about birthing and labor. I've even been adopted by a November "Birth" club at BabyCenter.com. All the women are so amazed that a DH (dear husband) is ACTUALLY on the site. Personally, I think there are plenty of us, but we are a little apprehensive about making it known for some reason. I'm sure all of the husbands are feeling compassion and concern right now for their wives. For me, I feel a little helpless, and I'm told that's normal. Beck is so tough, sometimes I feel like she could do this on her own, but I really want to help her... and Charlotte of course.
I guess I'll continue to get her water, vacuum, make dinner, empty the dishwasher, and whatever else I can offer until Charlotte gets here. It's just such an odd feeling as a husband at this point, to see your wife in pain, and feel like it's your fault, and not be able to make her comfortable. It's like I'm in a gun fight without bullets.
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