After all the worry worry worry I put myself through for fear of premature birth - here we are at 38.
My. My. My.
We had our final OB appointment yesterday. Baby A's estimated weight was 7lbs 9oz, and Baby B estimated at 7lbs, 6oz.
Why yes, that is 15 pounds of baby in me right now!
Dr. C told me he will have to cut through my FuManChu for the section. But he referred to it as 'that fleshy, swollen area' on my lower abdomen. I was embarrassed to discuss this particular feature of my body, but now wonder if that makes the surgery more troublesome, or the recovery worse, or if there maybe weren't some questions I should have asked when he mentioned this. And I'm pretty sure I won't get the opportunity tomorrow.
I left the office shortly after 1:30 today and am resting at home, finishing up some projects on my laptop. My goal is to have my final to-do list wrapped up by the time DH gets home shortly before 5pm.
We have a date tonight for our 'last supper' at our fav restaurant.
I had to leave work so people could get some work done. It seems like all we've done all week is talk about babies and birth and me, and today, knowing they wouldn't seem me for about 6 weeks, they all had even more well wishes. I only teared up twice, which I thought was a pretty big accomplishment.
Here is our schedule for tomorrow, assuming I am able to sleep tonight
6am Alarm Goes Off - shower, final packing of hospital bag, etc. Impeccable makeup job for all those delivery-room photo ops. (yes, I am terribly vain. This should not be news)
7am Depart for Hospital
7:30 Check in at L&D
10:30 Head to recovery
11:30 Head back to our room
12:00 Start calling friends and family, and hope to ward off all visitors until at least 5pm so I can get some rest!
I will post pics of our boys sometime this weekend. As soon as I trust myself not to make a total fool of myself because of the drugs. Here we go!