I. Am. Exhausted. I guess this is something that comes along with being 36 weeks pregnant. It could also have something to do with going out to see teh midnight showing of Harry Potter last night and then waking up at 7am to go in and have my gallbladder checked...but let's blame it on the pregnancy. :0) It's just easier.
On the other hand, everything is done (with the exception of my belly cast which we plan on doing tomorrow), and am think I am as ready as I can ever be for Little Legs arrival.
That isn't to say I'm exactly ready. Emotionally I am worried and sad. Parker has been extra super snuggily lately, and it makes it more and more obvious how much time has been spent just me and him in his little life. In 2 years, Daddy has been deployed for almost half of it, so we really did become quite a pair. Now I'm bringing someone else into that, and I can't help but feel guilty. I think he's going to be an amazing big brother though! He already is very caring about the baby in Mommy's belly, and keeps asking when Legs will come out. I just hope he doesn't want to put him/her right back in.
I'm worried about the time I'll be spending in the hospital. Bubba can be brougt to visit me at any time, and he's going to be staying with family that he loves and adores, but I've never been away from him for that kind of time before. I'm anxious. Maybe I'm more worried about me than I am about him! :0)
All that being said, he is becoming such a little man! He is still very much a little boy of course, but he's just that "a little boy". I don't look at him often and think "baby" anymore. His face, is manners, they all point to the little boy my baby has become.
We haven't had poo in his diaper ALL WEEK! Every single time he's had to go he has let us know and we have made it to the potty. There have only been a couple of pee accidents, and those have all been times he hasn't been able to get his underwear down quickly enough. All this is around the house of course. I haven't felt comfortable enough this week to have him out and about in underwear, though that will be our next step. He's been peeing in the potty for months and months and months now, but the pooping is a milestone we've just seemed to really grasp in the last week or two, and I am thrilled...and a little sad. He really is growing up so very fast. That's how it is supposed to be though, right? :0)
And now you see my post title had a double meaning. :0)