The Son'll Come Out Tomorrow

Tomorrow is the big day! First thing in the morning, my little boy will be surgically removed from my abdomen. This is both terrifying and exhilarating.

I have been taken over by my belly.

I think we're as ready as we can be. We've got a going-home outfit, and a car seat here in my room. I've finished all of my classwork. (One more CLEP test, and I'll have my associates degree!) I've paid every bill forward, and emptied my inbox.

Of course, the apartment may be a mess. We had no warning before I was admitted to the hospital 17 days ago. But Shane has gone home a few times to take care of things. He's been incredible, really. And my parents will come help us out this weekend.

Now, we just have to focus on the baby. Shane will have two weeks of vacation starting tomorrow. (Which is better than some dads get. Thanks 'merca...) I plan to spend the next two weeks exclusively focused on healing and learning to breastfeed. And of course, Shane and I will both be devoting lots of time to oogling our new treasure!

Wish us luck!