When I stepped outside to get a drink from our outside fridge this morning I was shocked at how cool it is. I’ve been cooped up inside so much over the last few weeks that I’ve missed the cool-down. I remember back to 2002, and how it stayed SO hot until about the middle of October when a tropical system came through and dropped the temperature drastically over the 3 days I was in this hospital having my oldest son. It had stayed miserably hot until the day I went into the hospital. I was a week overdue and the doctors had decided to induce because I was miserable. So on the evening of October 10 I checked in, prepared to have a baby the next day. Things didn’t go quite as planned, but I did have a baby on October 11 and by the time we left, the temps had dropped down to something you’d expect for mid-October.
I’ve often said that if I’d realized it would finally cool down I could have lasted another week but the truth is I’m glad I didn’t have to, even though it wasn’t my ideal birth. It’s always a huge relief when the temperatures start to drop and stepping outside stops feeling like you stepped into a steam bath. Pregnant or not, fall is my favorite time of year!
