It's 11:55pm, and I should be sleeping. We are having a baby tomorrow... in 8 hours. It's like the night before a big test. You know that you know the material, you're not studying, but you're not going to be early like you said you were going to either.
It's nerves, but more anxiousness. I can't wait to meet this little one! This pregnancy, the last pregnancy of my life, has been a fantastic one. It's been exactly what I hoped for and exactly what I needed- Easy. No complications, no hiccups, no worries, just easy. And with two other kids and a husband gone, that's exactly how I hoped it would be. Now I just hope the baby and the transition from two to three is easy too. I think it will be...
Everyone keeps asking me, do you think it's a boy or do you think it's a girl? Well to tell you the truth I honestly have NO IDEA. Seriously, you would think there would be a mother's intuition driving me one way or the other. Well there is, but it flip flops weekly. For the first six months it was a girl, total girl all the way. Then for the last little while it's be a boy. Totally a boy. And for the last two weeks solid I think it's a boy. But in all reality, I have no idea! It's an amazing surprise that I am so proud to have given us. I thought I would crack and give in to find out the sex, but it's been pretty easy. It's actually fun. Fun not knowing. Fun wondering and dreaming about it. I highly recommend it to anyone NOT having their first child:)
We have our names set. Well the boy's name is set in stone. The girl's name is still debatable and not solid. We have our top three, but I can't seem to get beyond those. They are all so different! The top two are night and day. One is a little spunky and for someone more like Deagan's personality. The other is sweet and more like along the lines of Olivia. I think I just need to meet her first, if it's a her. And then she'll become someone. It's odd, I never, ever, thought I'd be the hold out like that! But it's hard. It's hard to plan for a boy and plan for a girl. Sometimes it's like I feel like I'm having twins, one of each. I have a pink set and a blue set of going home outfits:) I've washed and prepared ALL of Deagan's baby clothes and ALL of Olivia's. All I need now is to meet this critter and then pick up one box. It's amazing!
My belly is huge and I can't imagine going another week with this baby inside. I'm ready. We're ready. And the baby, well it has no choice... it's going to be plucked out whether it likes it or now:)
It's so nice to have a planned C-section. I'm not really a spur of the moment kind of gal. I have no interest in having my water break or having contractions send me to the hospital in the middle of the night. Some people think it's unnatural and just plain odd to KNOW when you're going to have the baby. But I love it. I love getting a good night's sleep, packing and planning and going in the morning of ready to go. I'm clam, cool and collected ready to get this thing on the road! Bring it on. The sleepless nights, the crying, the extreme fatigue and hormones! The sweet smelling clothes (oh how the detergent brought me back a few years washing all of the baby clothes!). The tiny little chubby baby thighs and sweet little dimples (pray it has dimples too). The tiny little feet oh so soft. Pure innocence molded in your hands. A gift. Our last gift. Tomorrow, assuming the baby comes out healthy we will be "closing up shop" and my baby brewing days will be officially over. Sure I'll miss it a little. I'll miss the second trimester of pregnancy, but I sure won't miss the end! I think what I'll miss more will be the sweet little newborn baby times. But luckily I'll get to relive that with family and friends when they have babies. I'm looking forward to the future, knowing our family is complete. Raising our kids, all three of them, and moving on to start our lives, yet again.
The kids are SOOO excited. This morning Olivia came in to wake me up, I was still asleep and I felt my blanket get ripped off, my shirt lifted up and these two sweet little hands on my belly as it was showered with kisses. Then she said, "guess what baby, I get to meet you tomorrow! It's your birthday tomorrow!" It melted my heart. She has such a sweet relationship with this baby already. I swear they KNOW each other. She loves to touch my belly and talk to the baby, and whenever she does the baby responds to her. It's amazing.
Deagan is crazy about the baby too. For such a crazy little boy on the outside, he's sweet as pie on the inside. He talks about the baby all of the time. Asks when it's coming and tries to throw out names for the baby. Right now, if it's a boy, he wants to name it "macho." If only we let them name the baby....
Well it will be quite an adventure that we are starting. Three babies, two adults and a dog! What a family we have created. I can't wait to meet this little one! Talk to y'all soon:)