And Still No News
Lil is still "long and high" or "high and long" or "long and deep". I can never remember the actual terms. Something to do with football, I think, or maybe it's baseball.
Some sport type terminology that's been plied, indescriminately by the fallacracy to keep women down.
What does that mean to you? Nothing. You're not important here.
What does that mean to me? Still nothing. What? You think because I write this blog that I'm important.
Silly mortal.
What this means to Lil and to Porter is that Porter is not ready to be born yet. Well, technically, it means that Lil's body hasn't figured out that letting go of this bundle of joy after nine and a half months might be in both their best interests. This isn't uncommon, but it does tend to complicate things, like doctor's golf times and martini lunches.
How rude.
So, the upshot of this update is that the doctor will induce Lil on October 1st. That is barring, ya know, labor. That doesn't mean we'll have a baby on October 1st, but that they'll start trying to convince Lil's body that it should let Porter out into the world to make his own way.
More to follow, as I'm sure you know.
posted by RobRoy @ 12:25 PM
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3 Comments:
Since he's your offspring, I'm quite sure that Porter has no intention of being born until he's thought up an appropriate witty remark to greet you with. Poor Lil could be stuck for a while.
All the best to you and your wife my friend. Hope everything goes well.
kelly - curses, you're right. Perhaps I can slip him a one-liner while Lil is sleeping.
gawker - much thanks, we're hopeful as well.
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