|photo taken my by sweet danielle|
It's happening folks. Like, this month I'm having a baby. Cue the freak out where I suddenly become a mother of five and my short lived adjustment to four is out the window. I can do it. Well, I can do it as long as my husband takes a few weeks off and I get a little help from my friends. I have good friends and a great family, so I know I'll ease into this whole thing a-ok.
Nick is on my case to pack my bag and people keep asking me who is watching the kids when I go into labor. So that's on tap this week. I'll have my duffle ready and the on call list printed and on the fridge. Basically everything will be done to ensure that I go past my due date.
I remember with my first pregnancy devouring pregnancy books filled with advice and anecdotes on how to prepare for a baby's arrival. Tips on what to pack, how to plan, and so on. What I've learned after three pregnancies and five children is that you can plan all the livelong day and it's gonna turn out how it's gonna turn out.
So here's my birth plan:
Have the baby. That's pretty much it.
Preferably in a hospital bed with an epidural in place. I salute all you tough ladies out there who go natural or have your baby at home, or in a tub or whatever. But here's the thing: I got to 9cm with my first, all natural - not on purpose. That boy was just ready to come out, and I had this out of body experience where I kept asking, "who is that woman doing all the yelling?" It was me and at that moment I decided that if I had anything to say about it, I'd be having epidurals from here on out. But I know that I don't always get a say, and I'm just praying this baby isn't born in my bathroom or the hospital elevator (which I dreamt happened, by the way).
I am excited to meet this little peanut, to finally pick a name (we can't agree, so hopefully it'll have one) and snuggle my fresh little babe for a few minutes before heading back into the loud, chaotic, awesome reality that is life with five. I'm feeling very blessed to be 37 weeks, healthy and even mildly comfortable. I am excited to sleep on my stomach again though, let's be honest.