3 weeks

So now there are 3 weeks until the scheduled on-time arrival of Baby Girl Shafer. The docs say everything is looking just fine, even commented on how calm I was. But I think it's the fact that I haven't wrapped my mind around everything that is going to change - so maybe instead of calm I'm blissfully ignorant?

One thing I have enjoyed is shopping online for the essentials and I've enjoyed even more them arriving on our front porch. It is just like Christmas. Although now out basement is a cardboard box graveyard.

We mostly accomplished the task of packing our bags for the hospital. But one thing I've found is at least half the items they say to pack are items that we are going to be using until then. It says to pack comfy clothes - but of course I want to wear those in the upcoming weeks. So I feel that we have about just as much packed as we have on the list of items to go around the house and collect. But at least we have a list correct? We just need to stay on top of laundry and everything will be good.

Now the waiting game begins. All my little baby updates reminded me that the baby was technically "full term" today. But I maintain that the party is supposed to start on April 21st. Coming 3 weeks early would be like showing up to a party 30 minutes beforehand - it's awkward for everyone. Nick has a final for his MBA class on the 13th - so he votes for anytime after that. I on the other hand can't decide when a good time would be - so I just vote before I become completely miserable.

Everyone asks how the dogs are doing, they are also blissfully ignorant. I think they know something is going on because they get scolded for jumping on me. They also notice there isn't as much room on the couch for snuggling as there used to be. We predict that Gadget will do well with the baby, Gizmo is going to be the wild card.

Off to try and get some sleep! I hear it's a valued commodity!
M