In the words of my darling husband, if you have February 5th (or any day shortly following) picked in the Baby Brehm birth pool… you just might be a winner! I will go into St. E’s on Wednesday night to get this little ditty rollin’ and then we’ll take it all as it comes. After a small freak out this morning following receiving the official word, I am keeping cool, calm and collected atop my comfy couch. My BP continues to rise and Dr. Kenney continues to advise on what’s best for our budding family and so folks, the big show must go on (or rather, not go on). I know that little Snowball will be safer once out in the world we know so although I have no idea what to expect (even though they provide you with a whole book on it) for dealing with the delivery we will soon plummet into parenthood.
There are only a few things left that I’d like to get crossed off my list before we head in and Snowball heads out. I hope to write a little ditty to our beautiful babe to frame and hang on the wall in the nursery and also to spend an evening with Adam enjoying the silence and serenity of our home (one last time). I am sure that it’s wrong to say this and that other mother’s would never even utter such words but it is crazy to realize the fact that Snowball, this little person that we love already and don’t even know, will be part of us forever… that we will immediately become the Brehm Bunch and that come what may, this will be our life from here on out. Say goodbye to sleeping in, nights out on the town and spending without thought … say hello to the most beautiful version of change life has brought us to date.
I’m also spending some time diving into a great book that my friend Nicole sent me “So That’s What They’re For…”. It’s a hysterically funny and informational guide to bolstering the boob to the little babe. While I have little expectation or preconceived ideas of how my labor of love will go, I do hope upon hopes that I will be able to successfully master the mammary maintenance. I don’t have much understanding of how the whole boob biz actually goes down but I am hoping that my milk supply will be up and that Snowball will suck it up.
Stuff on the mind of this momma-to-be:
- The same baby that has been twisting and turning inside of me will soon be in my arms. Freaky if you really think about it. Like beautiful freaky.
- What do diaper changing, breast feeding, bathing a babe and taking care of an umbilical nub (etc. etc. etc.) have in common? All things that we know little to nothing about. Scary
- Are you supposed to know ahead of time what you’ll do about going back to work? Are you supposed to know what exactly you’ll do for sleeping arrangements with the babe? Are you supposed to have a strong feeling on vaccines? We don’t even know what we’ll name Snowball for keeps… how do people make such big decisions without seeing and getting to know the perfect bundle first?
- If your baby isn’t cute are you aware? Mothers tell me no. Fathers tell me yes.
- What should I make sure I don’t do within the first week in order to avoid doing permanent emotional damage to our son or daughter?
My mind is aflutter with thoughts and questions but it seems it doesn’t matter if we’re not “ready” because Baby Brehm is. The saying goes… Thursday’s Child has far to go but little Snowball Brehm will be here before we know it!
