This week has gone by so fast, and I feel like I haven't really accomplished anything. That's what today is for I guess. My bpp appointments would have gone much better if I could have had them in the morning or at night. David was apparently napping again yesterday. Thankfully, she didn't wait the whole time, but let me get up to walk around a little. Then he was awake and not looking very happy. He looked like he was trying to wail with his head thrown back and his mouth wide open. It's funny how you can see just enough with US, but then so much is still left up to imagination--especially since he has never moved his arms so we could get a 3-d pic (or 4-d or whatever they are).
Justin's parents and sister made it here yesterday, and they stopped by to take Jonathan with them. I guess I won't be seeing so much of him for a while. I'm not sure how I feel about that, but it works for now. We went out last night for the first real time in forever--no reason to get back home and nowhere to be. It even felt strange to tell the lady we wanted a table for 2.
And I'm still amazed at the comments and questions from complete strangers. It's like when you're pregnant people assume there is an invisible sign around your neck that says, "please ask me when I'm due, make comments about my size, and/or tell me how wonderful it is going to be to have a new baby boy." At least I don't get so mad anymore. I know people don't realize what they are saying could hurt, but I just wish we would think before we speak. Not to mention, that some people are just rude--period.
So, today is about actually making lists and doing laundry and packing bags--all that fun stuff. I always hate the pressure of trying to make sure you remember everything. I've gotten over that for the most part since my husband thinks you're fine as long as you have a change of underwear and a toothbrush. But there are so many things I want to be sure and have--not to mention that we will be 1 1/2 away, so we can't just run back to pick stuff up like with Jonathan.
Anyway, I probably won't get to update again for a while. I may be able to at the hospital eventually, but it all depends on what happens. I guess we have no choice but to be ready. I'm not looking forward to surgery. I'm not sure if it's better to know what it will be like or not. Maybe I only remember the bad parts--not that they were all that bad in the scheme of things. We'll be in the midst of it all soon. But today we're just waiting and preparing...