Me! Me! Pick me!
As you can see, I still have 27 days until my due date, so I really shouldn't be this anxious. However, Calvin would have been here for a week and a half already. So, every night since that 34½ week date has past, I lay awake in my bed psyching myself out with every kick, or every little pain that my water might break right then, and the mad dash to the hospital would begin.
Bella was only 8 days early, Azure 2 weeks - so I'm prepared for an early baby this time around. The bag is packed, I have made a few freezer meals, I have a sweet neighbor lined up to race over here in the middle of the night to stay with my kids, and we're ready to go. But of course, since I'm expecting it, this will probably be my one kid that I end up having to be induced for a week after my due date.
We'll see. I suppose I really should be extremely grateful that he's made it this far, and encourage little baby Emmett to cook a little longer. Plus, I have to admit that after our tour of the new hospital's birthing center yesterday, I am a little nervous to go through all of that again! So, it's OK, he can hang out for a few more weeks...