This is probably the first and only time I’ll post from my iPhone. I’m not a fan of mobile posting, but we really are that busy!
I am 39 weeks pregnant today. Tomorrow—in about twelve hours or so, to be exact—pregnant will no longer be a word to define me.
As I said last week, I wasn’t sure how this would go. I would’ve loved to write a more detailed post, but it’s been a long few days. I slept poorly last night, and we were at the hospital early this morning for a pre-op intake appointment. Since then, we’ve been tackling all the to-do’s left before tomorrow.
I am excited, I am nervous and anxious. I am so DONE being pregnant (carpel tunnel pain kept me up almost all night), and I am constantly weighted down with sadness that pregnancy will be coming to an end so very soon. The whole thing is quite a confusing mess, to be honest.
I anticipate not a lot of sleep tonight, and quite a decent amount of anxiety in the morning. But at 8:00AM, I’ll be in the OR. By 9:00AM, my son will be born.
At the moment, I have no words to describe what that means to me. Only that I know it’s going to be the best day of my life so far. ❤