I've got my Dr. appointment tomorrow. Last week he said we may be able to do a membrane sweep. A little something to speed up the process and jump into labour. I know he's do anytime now, but pushing the process makes the realness of it even more scary. Everything is all ready for his arrival. His dad put all the furniture together, cleaned, and organized his things. Just needs the offspring and it'll all be complete.
I've been feeling pretty good for the most part. Lots of anxiety over this reality though. I try to explain it, but I feel like I sound crazy. It actually feels like I've developed new human emotions that I didn't know existed and my brain is having a hard time processing it. I can picture the baby here with us, but my brain is still having a hard time with the whole concept. This is probably...no, no...this is definitely the scaredest (is that even a word?) I have ever been in my entire life.
We had our baby prep class earlier this week as well, to help get us prepared for what's to be expected and how to handle situations and such. It was pretty awesome. We had a private in home session, watched some videos, looked into pain killer type stuff for labour. We pretty much went through it all even post birth stuff, with the whole crying and feeding. So much stuff to remember, I feel like I need to carry a baby book around with me to look things up as they happen.
Overall, I'm quite over carrying around a beach ball around my torso. I want him out so I can get back into my normal self..which will take some time, but I'd like to get that started! I want to be able to help do things around the house, I'm tired of feeling someone kicking around my insides, I'm tired of not being able to reach my feet, or bend over, or eat certain things. I just want my old self back.
Anyhoo, stay tuned for appointment #9...at least I think it's 9.
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