The Last Supper

For those of you on baby watch, sorry to disappoint, but Baby Boy has yet to make his entrance into the world. My instincts that he would arrive a bit early are slowly turning into worries that he might come late. In Scotland, they won’t induce you until you are 12 days past your due date (Lord grant me the serenity to accept the things I cannot change…) which would put my induction date the day before my dad is supposed to leave Scotland to return to Louisiana. And since the preferred method of induction here in Scotland can take up to 48 hours to go into effect (Lord grant me the serenity to accept the things I cannot change…), that means my dad could quite possibly come and go without even meeting his newest grandson.   

On the other hand, my mother arrives TODAY!!! Lord willing, her flight will arrive at ABZ airport around 4 pm today, and she’ll be staying until November 10. My hope is that baby boy will take her presence as his cue to come on out already! 

In the meantime, my mommy friends have all instructed me to enjoy these last days of peace and quiet as much as I can. I’m trying to heed their advice by taking naps, playing plenty of mahjong, snuggling with the pups, going for walks waddles, and spending quality time with my hubby. 

On Saturday we had a relentlessly rainy day. It was strange to lay in bed during a lazy morning and think ‘This could very well be our last Saturday as just the two of us.’. 

We decided to take the stormy weather as an opportunity to go on one last movie date. I am a HUMONGOUS Tom Hanks fan, and have been anticipating the release of his newest film, Captain Phillips, for quite some time. I was excited when I saw that the UK release date was October 9 because I thought for sure we’d be able to see it before baby boy’s birth. We made plans to see it opening week but I was crushed to learn that the October 9^th date was for its release in London. Up here in the boondocks of the UK (aka Northern Scotland) we’d have to wait until October 18 to be able to see it. 

It all worked out, and we were still able to go without my waters breaking in the theater or anything (though I did get Jon to agree that if I went into labor during the movie, we could name our baby the previously vetoed ‘Phillip’ after the captain…). It was a great film, but definitely intense and quite stressful. I’m actually surprised it didn’t induce labor. I love me some Tom Hanks, and to see him in distress is enough to send this hormonal pregnant lady over an emotional cliff. 

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Speaking of Tom Hanks, previews before Captain Phillips showed a trailer for his next film in which he plays *Walt Disney*. I doubt we’ll be seeing that one in the theaters but I am so excited to see my favorite actor play one of the favorite people in history. What a perfect casting job!! 

After the movie, we decided to go for late lunch/early dinner at wagamama which is an Asian noodle house right next the Union Square movie theater. 

After our date, Jon went to the gym while I hibernated for about 2 hours. I will surely miss those pregnancy naps comas! Well I am off to do some last minute nesting before Momma Diane gets here. I'll keep you posted if Baby Boy makes any sudden movements.