The Waiting Game

At one of Nicole's first doctor appointments during this pregnancy the doctor said they probably wouldn't let her go beyond Dec. 1 without inducing.  Between this statement and our reading about how early twins tend to come, we had our fingers crossed that they babies would keep baking until November.  Now here we are closing in on December and the babies seem more than happy to stay in the oven.  Maybe the fact that Nicole is on de facto bed rest has something to do with it.  She's been laying down uncomfortably resting for most of the afternoon after we made the walk up to one of the many Christmas markets that have now sprung up around Munich.  It was probably just over a mile of walking and left her exhausted.

I had planned to take the rest of my vacation when the babies came, and now I'm at the point where I need to start burning the vacation days before they go poof at the end of the year.  I guess I should be happy that I get to take a few days off with relative calm at home, taking Lily to her play groups and going out for short runs whenever naps happen. And we even got out to take Lily ice skating after she's been talking about it for a year.  No double-bladed skates here so she had to make do with "real" skates and holding daddy's hand.  Of course after a while she decided she wanted to skate by herself and that I shouldn't touch her.  She did pretty well all in all and liked enough that she wants to go back again.

Everything is in place, Oma is in position waiting for the first signs of labor. We have drawers full of diapers that seem smaller than any Lily was ever in, and about fifteen little hats waiting to keep their little heads nice and toasty now that we're waking up to below-freezing temperatures.  Oma and I are trading off cooking duties and introducing new foods to each other, my quinoa to her chicory.  We did have a nice non-traditional Thanksgiving dinner of pork loin wrapped in prosciutto since a whole turkey isn't the easiest thing to come by here. 

So we're waiting, waking up every morning wondering if this will be the day that the next adventure begins.  And if not, at least we're getting lots of rest, something we probably won't be saying within a couple of weeks.