Momma Said There Would Be Days Like This

Posted at 12:41 PM, May. 7, 2007

No, I didn't fall off the face of the earth, it just seems like it.  Ever have one of those days that everything just seems like a scene out of a movie?  I had one of those recently.  In fact, it was the stuff that sitcoms are made of.

It was a few weeks ago when in my dedication and commitment to my buyer clients that I would take them out to view several properties despite my closing delivery date.  In case this isn't clear thus far, I was 9 months pregnant.  Given the fact that this was my second pregnancy, I of course, arrogantly asserted that I was in control.  This time, it would be different.  Foolish, foolish girl!

So as my clients travel in from out of state, we begin our journey looking at one of 15 properties we were slated to view for the day.  After all, they were in only for that one day!  By the 11th, trouble reared its ugly head.  The humerous part of it, I did not know any better.  In fact, I had enough of a warning sign to say, "Will you excuse me as I make a phone call?"  and allowed a listing agent to lead my clients around to another unit in the building as I stole away to a bathroom.  Needless to say, I still had that question mark sign over my head.  "This can't really be it, can it?". 

Convinced that the "sign" was false, I resumed my place with my clients and headed off to property number 12.  When I finally dropped my clients off 2 hours later, there were definite more pronouced signs that the end was near!  With a smile and a good cheer, I bid my clients adu and dialed my OBGYN on speed dial.   His response, "your in labor and need to go to the hospital".  My reply?  "No, it can't be, it isn't happening like you said it would". 

Well now I am driving myself to the hospital a bit perplexed since I was surely expecting my contractions to make a formidable annoucement.  I was expecting to be 12 minutes apart to start and have no doubt that I was in labor.  Instead I am 2-4 minutes apart without warning (apparently after my water broke I was receiving contractions but just too busy to notice!).  To make the pot more interesting, after I arrive and checked myself in, cancel my next two, very full days with other clients, I receive a call from the ones I just left saying they want to put an offer in on a property we saw earlier.  "Let me get right back to you", I said.

I call my managing broker, and God Bless him, he was not prepared for this phone conversation; and tell him, "Chuck, I need you to meet with my clients tomorrow morning before they leave and structure an offer for me, I'm in labor!".  "WHAT?!", was his response.  I replied, "No time to talk about it now, here is what you need to do...."

After about 16 hours later, my beautiful new daughter is born and my clients have the home of their dreams.  Not bad for a day's work.