I don't know what is wrong with me, but it's like I am in complete denial that a baby is coming.
We did meet with the midwife on Tuesday to go over the birth plan. Hahahahahaha - planning for the birth, that joke gets me every time. Basically I told her I want only Phil and her around (this ain't no party!), a quiet and dark room, the least amount of monitoring possible, access to the jacuzzi as soon as I get there, oxygen at transition, and the whole cocktail of pain meds AFTER the baby is born. And I want someone to send a housecleaner to my house while I'm in the hospital recovering. Is that too much to ask? I told you I'm cranky....
I am still super nervous about the labor, and although we already love and desire this baby in our lives, I haven't been as excited about his/her arrival as I usually am. It wasn't until the moment the midwife mentioned how, because I'll be breastfeeding, that they would put the baby on my chest right after birth to nurse, that I got a rush of emotions of excitement. It was like duh! I will be holding a brand new baby! This pregnancy hasn't been for nothing...we are getting another child out of this in the end! Sometimes I can be so dense ;)
So, we will continue to play the waiting game (impatiently), and I WILL get some nesting done this weekend, even if I have to fake it.