When I was pregnant with Van it was well known that Paul was in denial thinking she wasn't a baby at all, and was sure that I was going to be giving birth to a kitten. We didn't "plan" for months like some expecting couples do. I remember buying her dresser less than 3 weeks before her due date. I also remember feeling "ready" on the morning I got induced. The diaper bag was packed, her room was set up, we had diapers, bottles, blankets, clothes...we were "ready"!! I laugh at all of that now. Nothing prepares you for what is to come. No amount of baby sitting, no amount of being around children, and no amount of "stuff" will make you ready.
We were anxious to bring our sweet Van home, and so naive. Who knew that first night home Van would wake up every 90 minutes? Who knew that Van would hate the dark, and would sleep longer with the light on? Who knew that she would cry so hard when we struggled to give her that first bath? Who knew that she wouldn't take those binki's that everyone swears by? Who knew that she would absolutely hate her car seat, and would scream for the whole duration of car rides? We definitely did not know any of this. It was an adjustment, especially after almost 6 years of it just being the two of us.
Some people learn from mistakes, I don't seem to be one of those people. I said "I'm ready to be pregnant!" Little did I know what was to come. An ER visit, quick trips to the Dr's office to check on our little raspberry, 6+ ultra sounds, 20 something weeks of throwing up, false labor long before braxton hicks start, let's not forget he is still breech, I have to take sleeping meds to get a little shut eye (they don't work), and pain pills so that I am able to walk. I guess that is what I get for saying I'm ready to be pregnant, huh?
With less than 10 weeks right around the corner...I am NOT ready for what is to come. The crib hasn't been delivered, and neither has the dresser or rocking chair. We don't have a diaper in the house, but I did manage to buy an outfit for Vin to come home in. I'm not ready for the pain that my Dr. will cause by trying to flip Vin...if he doesn't do it by himself. AND I am definitely not ready for my sleeping schedule to drastically change...although he is giving me a good dose of that already.
So here's to a smooth sailin' 10 weeks, a few more appointments left, and of course another ultra sound!
**After saying all of this, I would do it all again for my Van and Vin! Muah!