Getting Down to Brass Tacks

Right now I am sitting in a quiet apartment after getting a much needed rest. The spouse is walking the pup while I enjoy a bowl of cheerios and am able to reflect on my current situation. This COULD be a very big week for us depending on ye ol' blood pressure (apparently it has been kind of high and so the doctors want to keep any eye on it). We go in on Wednesday and find out what the plan is for having our little dude, if we wait because things are looking good or if we need to get things started because my blood pressure is high. The Doctor didn't seem worried about it at all, he says everything else looks really good but they want to be careful. We will be 39 weeks tomorrow which I am so grateful for. His kicks and nudges are becoming exceedingly uncomfortable as he is outgrowing the provided space.

As I consider the possibility of becoming a parent THIS week instead of 2 weeks in the future, I am embracing it and ready for anything. I have full confidence that this little dude is going to come exactly when he intends to.

"A wizard is never late, Frodo Baggins, nor is he early. He arrives precisely when he means to."

I have been considering what things I am most excited for. They are simple things, like:

-being able to zip up my coat

-wearing pants with a normal waistband (even if they are my fat girl pants)

-seeing Chad hold his son for the first time (I am lucky and got to hold him for 9 months)

-not working- I know that I will still have stresses but I am ready for the change

-being able to work out- my body is ready to go for a run and push myself

Through out this pregnancy, I have often been told how hard this will be. The delivery and falling into the role of a mother but right now, I can't focus on the hard parts. Right now I just need to focus on the positive, on the things that are making me excited. Although I have been highly grateful for everyone's honesty and their experiences (truly, I have learned so much from others) I need to keep in mind why I got myself in this situation in the first place. Its easy to get overwhelmed considering everything that your body and emotions go through, there have been times where I have jokingly thought to myself "what was I thinking?!"

Lastly, I really need to pack my hospital bag but CANNOT bring myself to do it. Why is that? Its almost like I think of the things I need to bring and get overwhelmed and avoid it. What things did you take to the hospital that you were glad to have? What should I pack for my hospital bag? Share your wisdom!

Happy Monday and a Happy New Year!



The Almonds said...
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The Almonds said...

A couple things that I had at the hospital with me that were really nice, were nice comfy clothes, sports bras are fantastic those first few days. Also bring some underwear :) the ones the hospital give you to wear are horrible they are gross mesh underwear.

Haley said...

Oh Hil I've been thinking about you all weekend! I'm so excited for you guys! You are so wonderful for remembering "why I did this in the first place." Geddy is going to completely change your life - but before long you won't be able to remember life without him! He'll fill a hole in your heart you never knew you had! :)

Chad de Lisle said...

I just want the little dude to get here already! ps. if you don't pack a hospital bag you are grounded missy.