Ready

We're ready for her. Ready, in the sense that, the car seat is installed and has been inspected by a professional. The nursery is just about complete. I have everything for my hospital bag. We've chosen a pediatrician. We have the pack 'n play, the stroller, and the bouncer. Clothes and blankets have been washed. I'm registered at the hospital, although we haven't yet taken a class or toured labor and delivery. We'll do that this weekend if baby hasn't already made an appearance. And if she comes this week, I'm sure we'll figure out where we need to go, so I'm not concerned. I also haven't frozen any meals yet, but I plan to make a few things this week, as time allows. And if baby comes early, we won't starve. Friends and family have already volunteered to bring meals. So, we're ready enough.

John and I spent the day together this past Saturday. We went to breakfast, and went shopping. We attended an open house at a pediatrician's office, and then worked on the mobile for the nursery. John had to watch the USA-England World Cup soccer game in the afternoon, so he rubbed my feet and I napped while he cheered team USA on to tie England. And then we got all dressed up and went out for a fancy shmancy dinner. I thoroughly enjoyed every minute of the day, which ended with a movie at home on the couch. I know we will have days like this again, but it will probably be a little while, and maybe not so easy next time.

I always thought I would be anxious at this point, terribly uncomfortable and eager to be done with pregnancy. I am excited, and I cannot wait to meet my daughter, but I'm also enjoying these final days as a family of two. And even if baby comes close to her due date, or a little bit past, that's still only three weeks away. I'm sure three weeks will fly by like the past 37 weeks have, so I can wait.

But still, I'm ready whenever you are, little one.