Dear Peanut,

On the morning of Nov 2nd , your mother screamed as she sat on the toilet and told me that she let out a huge chunk of bloody discharge.

I was still in bed at that time and it opted me to jump out and check her in the bathroom. I thought she was joking and just wanted me to look at her huge turd stuck in the toilet. She wasn’t. 

I saw this gooey piece of blood which was supposedly the mucus plug. This mucus plug thing is what separates you from the outside world. Now that it’s out, then you know what’s gonna happen next.

I was actually going to go to work that day since the last 2 days were non-working holidays. I needed to catch up on some work before you go out.

We were actually expecting you on Oct 31st. It would be cool if your birthday falls on Halloween. We thought if that happens, we’d be in costumes while going through the whole ordeal.

There was also a possibility that you could be born on Nov 1st.  Not really the best date as it coincides with the day of the dead here in our country. There are pros. If ever you were born on that date, the first pro is that it is a non-working holiday. Secondly, if someone threatens you that they will make your birthday Nov 1st, then don’t have to worry about it because they don’t need to change anything. Actually, thank them, since they remember your birthday. XD

Good thing we scheduled your Lola Mommy to come over that day and accompany your mother at home while I go to work. She arrived and we told her about the bathroom situation.

We decided to go to TMC to check first if this it is really time or just a false alarm. We did not bring our hospital bag first since I don’t want be dragging around a huge luggage full of baby diapers and other shit. 

We went straight to the pre-labor room to check if its yey or neigh. Okay, after around 15 mins or so, they called me in and they said, we were already 5 centimeters in.

Aw shit. Finally. The day has come.

To be continued...

Regards,