And that’s no joke. The last few weeks I feel like hours have flown past my head like a meteor. Maybe that’s why when I discovered the live feed of April the giraffe ‘ABOUT TO GIVE BIRTH’ I found it so utterly soothing. And I seriously do. I cannot look away. I’ve had to. Because you know. Life.
But when I’m feeling overwhelmed and anxious I’ll check in on April. I’m always thinking this is it! And the screen comes up and she is just slowly strolling around. Chewing on some cud. A big ole giraffe baby rolling around in her tummy. I swear I’ve seen contractions. Like she stopped, dead in her tracks, and something was going on. I saw a mouse run across the floor of her pen the other night. Pen. Birthing suite. Whichever. Yes. I’ve watched a lot.
So here’s what I know for those of you who are NOT committed to this process. And just so you know we don’t need any ‘Johnny come latelys’ falling up in here like they’ve been on this journey with us all along. No. NOT TODAY. Giraffes can be pregnant anywhere from thirteen to fifteen months and in labor for up to five hundred hours. The average baby giraffe can be as much as six feet tall and weigh one hundred and fifty pounds. Now. Get off April’s back! Home girl is doing the best she can! Ain’t we all?
Yesterday was baby shower day at our house. We had a blast. Long lost cousins showing up and making me laugh so hard I’m pretty sure I pulled something, is truly the best thing ever. Watching sweet little pregnant girls taking pictures down by the lake and then trying to climb their way back up the hill. Lots of nice strangers who enjoyed the food and were so gracious. Beautiful presents for a special baby boy who already has his grandmother completely wrapped and he’s not even here yet.
The weather was perfect. It was warm and breezy. I felt like the trees bloomed just for our little mother to be. We had sweet tea. And meatballs. Her favorite. Beautiful skewers of fresh fruit. And pasta salad that was so good I had it for dinner. We finished the day up with some golf cart rides around the ‘hood and squeals of laughter. Or fear. Coulda went either way. I was driving.
Today we will keep it simple and low key. Throw some hot dogs on the grill and move as little as possible. That’s the plan Stan. I just checked on April. Not a baby hoof in sight. That’s okay. Take your time girl. We’ll be here.
It’s another beautiful day we are blessed to see so enjoy pretty people.
Enjoy every second…