Ian and I have been lazing around the house this weekend. We <should> be cleaning and organizing things for the big change, but seem rather loathe to do so. I even went out and rented a movie (“The Prestige” – haven’t watched it yet). There is a very big part of me that can’t believe this pregnancy is about to be over and we are about to have our baby. It seems like forever ago when we first got the + sign on the test kit and every day after that has been building up to this coming week. My rational mind completely understands that. Unfortunately, my rational mind is only, maybe, 10% of the whole. The rest of it seems to be in la-la land. “Baby? What baby?”.
We go in tomorrow morning for the last doctor’s appointment before induction day. She’ll do the regular checkup, complete with toco monitoring, and then we’ll set up my check-in time for Tuesday. I have a few more questions to ask her before it all goes down, but right now I’m calm and optimistic. Let’s see how long that lasts.