One Last Blog

Not sure when I'll be able to get on here again this week, so I thought I'd post one last time before heading to bed. In 13 hours my son will be born. I write that here and I say it out loud, and it still doesn't feel real. Kendall and I both agree that it's still pretty surreal.

Because it's scheduled and not a middle of the night rush to the hospital it seems almost like it's not really happening.

My mom is here, Kendall's parents are staying at his brother's house. Everyone is ready to head to the hospital with us tomorrow at 9:30. That's kind of weird. It's so planned. So orderly. So type A personality. :) Just the way I like it. While I'm still not thrilled about the "method" of delivery, a scheduled day and time are right up my alley. I even got to do laundry tonight. I'll be putting on makeup tomorrow morning. I'm even going to flat iron my hair. Now watch me have my water break at 3am. :P

My last minute fears now include:
1. Breast feeding for the first time
2. Knowing how to hold him (I always feel weird holding babies- I'm hoping holding my own just feels natural)
3. Getting sleep tomorrow night
4. Pooping for the first time after surgery (sorry if that was TMI)

I ran some last minute errands, saw the movie Madagascar 2 (B+), had a good dinner at O'Charley's, and made one last Target run. I even vacuumed the family room floor so that it's clean when we come home later this week. I feel prepared. But I still don't feel like I'm having a baby tomorrow. :)

I'll get pictures up ASAP. Thanks for all the well wishes you've been sending.

One last funny thought. Kendall and I were discussing how a c-section seems less traumatic for the baby. Instead of being squeezed out, they just get pulled out through a bigger hole. Kendall said it was like the difference between being pushed out of a car door and being squeezed through the eye of a needle. Still a shock to the system, but somewhat less traumatic in the long run. :)