the clueless american

Well, our little one has been given an ultimatum. Either he comes out on his own or we go after him on Wednesday. We thought the doc was going to wait until next week, but he casually pulled out his calendar and said "How about Wednesday?" Wed night e goes in for some drugs to help prepare her, then Thursday morning they start the pitocin which will get her labor going. The Boy should come along Thursday, Friday at the latest if he's very stubborn. I'm almost disappointed that we don't get the surprise contractions and late-night drive to the hospital, but as long as he's healthy I'm not overly concerned about how he gets here.

On a sad note, while we were at the doc's office we saw a girl who looked about 12 years old waiting to be seen. She was probably a little older but not too much. Instead of parents she had her slightly-older boyfriend, ostensibly the father of the child. He was way more interested in adjusting his cool gang-looking watch cap and reading his Reader's Digest than talking to or even looking at the girl he'd knocked up. Poor kids! I have to be sure to tell MJ some day that he doesn't have any business bringing a girl to the OB/GYN before he's 18.