I thought I knew what I was going to post here last sunday. Father’s day- an important day in our house. Chris did such a good job with Mother’s Day, that I wanted to make sure his Father’s day would be just as good. He woke up to several presents. Muppet gave him a card and a treat stick so that her favorite dad could keep giving her treats (she’s such a puppy!).
The pea (our nickname for the little one on the inside) gave him Jimmy Fallon’s book “Your first word will be dada.”
And Mabel and I gave him a massage gift certificate, as a reward for his 100 mi Best Buddies bike ride and half iron man done recently.
We then went on to run a local road race. We ran it last year, and in many of the years previously. It’s a fun run, 5miles, passing along the water in Connecticut, with lots of onlookers and cheerleaders, ending in a festival. And running a race this far pregnant was awesome- so much enthusiasm and cheering from the crowd.
At one point a woman cheered us on from her balcony and I looked up and smiled. A moment later she said “Hi Mabel!” I did a double take- confused, wondering if I knew this woman. Then I realized she was talking to the people across the street with their dog. I stopped and asked the people if their dog was named Mabel.
“Yes! How do you know Mabel?” they asked me.
“I don’t. Mabel was my daughter’s name,” I replied as I pat their dog and then moved on.
Chris finished in about 45 minutes and I chugged a long in a jog/walk pace, finishing in about 75 minutes. I’ll have you know, at 36weeks and 6days, I was not the last one to finish! I finished 1439 out of 1460 :).
Of note, I had discussed this race with my midwives beforehand and got clearance to do it if I stayed hydrated- note the water bottle in hand.
I was a little inspired by the woman who ran a marathon at 39 weeks a few years ago and then went into labor- half joking that maybe it’ll do it for me (half joking because I was far from ready for labor and a baby- lots more logistical and emotional work to do beforehand).
We spent the rest of the day doing errands and house things. I was somewhat limited because of the extreme soreness I had doing all that jogging (still with the pubic bone pain this time around). I was having some mild pressure contractions- not painful- like I had had a week before, though I thought nothing of it because I figured I was still a little dehydrated from the race and they weren’t painful. After a dinner of Chicago pizza (literally from Chicago- a gift from Chris I had been saving. Deep dish Giordano’s pizza shipped frozen for my birthday) and an hour or two of tv we went to bed and I fell asleep.
Then this happened:
At some point I’ll take a minute to write down the whole birth story in my own words. It was so fast, I’m still processing it all. I am extremely grateful that all turned out well.
So I’d like to take a moment to introduce:
Felix Odom Constantino
Born 6/22/25 at 2am
At home, on the toilet, into the hands of his mother! (By accident after a VERY fast labor)
7lbs 3oz, 20inches