Thursday, April 7, 2011

The Night Before Baby

Well, this is it.  This is the last night that I know for sure that I will be pregnant!  My emotions have run the gamut today from excited to relieved to anxious to down right panicked!

I am as prepared as I think I can be.  Considering that I have technically been in labor for over four weeks now (thanks for informing that labor technically begins when the cervix begins to change... that bit of info has made me feel great! :/), I have been prepared for a while.  However, today, I have been scrambling trying to do and re-do everything on my to-do list so that I'm extra prepared.

I have to admit, though, that while I should be sleeping now, resting up for tomorrow's event, I can't.  I'm tired, exhausted really, but my mind won't quit... Not to mention Chuck is snoring like crazy.  UGH!

I am more nervous about having my second baby than I was about having my first.  And, the only thing I can really figure out is that before I knew that if something happened to me that Chuck and my family would be able to comprehend and deal with it on some level.  This time around, with Emma being only two, I worry about her if something were to go terribly wrong and happen to me.  She won't understand and that breaks my heart.

Not that I'm expecting anything to go wrong.  I know that I am in very good hands with my doctor.  But, there are freak accidents that happen.  And, of course, in my recent days of reading about labor, I have run across stories about all of them!

Anyway, I plan on uploading pictures of my sweet baby boy once he gets here and telling you all about how he arrived safely.  I am thinking positive now and putting any negative thoughts away... well, except for those about the snoring that is keeping me awake and interrupting my thoughts to the point that I give up writing!  Maybe I'll be able to fall asleep.

Say a prayer for me, Chuck, Emma and our sweet baby boy!  He will be here soon!

1 comment:

  1. It is a little harder with a young one at home... She was so serious when she came to the hospital to visit us. She was 19 months when I had our youngest... but you should see what a great sister she is! Good luck!