All is Calm on the Eastern Front

Still no baby. Wife had a non-stress test today. Took up about 3 hours at the hospital. Basically, they hooked up two electropads to her to monitor the baby's movement and heartbeat, and kept it on for 20 minutes. The results were being recorded on a long roll-type printout sheet, almost like a plolygraph test. The baby is fine. We're just waiting.

We talked to the nurse-midwife today, Deb, who put us at ease about inducing labor. She says that more couples nowadays seem to want to be induced when they're this far along because of the discomfort, so our opinion - basically that the baby will come when she's ready - is sort of the minority position. When it gets about 2 weeks post-due, she said, there may be some issues. That gives us a ton of time. We're scheduled to be induced next Wednesday, but if it comes around and there's still no baby, we'll probably re-schedule for a later day.

I still am playing horrible in poker. Dropped down to the $2 games, which is probably the best thing I could possibly do. It's like a professional player just missing layups for no reason. Or Knoblauch not being able to throw to first. I hope that's not the case, because I've had Knobloauch moments in Softball. Just real ugly - couldn't throw the ball to first - it either went straight into the ground or wherever. It's all mental. It's a confidence thing, I think. Just a mental block. This doesn't happen when I drink, which is weird, and neither did the throwing-the-ball thing occur when I played after putting a few away. It's some weird anxiety thing. I knew exactly how A-Rod felt when he was going through the throwing problems he had. I think I'm going through that now, but in poker, which I didn't think was possible.