I think I'm in the beginning stages of labor. Why so calm and sitting at a computer blogging about it? Well, frankly I know it's going to be a few hours before anything BIG starts happening. Graphic Warning: I think I lost my mucus plug. I knew things felt a bit wonky this morning when I woke up. Not in a bad way, just off. I had a lot of anxiety last night, but I remained rather calm. Petunia and I had a chat this morning before I really got out of bed for the day. I asked her if she was ready to come today and I had a series of kicks and movements. I said, well, I'm excited to finally meet you. I'm ready and happy, so let's do it! It's been a non-stop kickfest since 6AM. I hope she's happy in there, maybe just as anxious and excited as I am. Who knows.
Anyway, I'm putting together my laboring music mix and many of the songs are about love. I can't help but think of the love I already have for this child. I get emotional thinking of the first time I'll hold her in my arms. What will she look like? How will she react to the outside world? Have I prepared enough? I know there's probably so much that I've missed, but I think I have a pretty good handle on things, as far as "stuff" is concerned. We've been blessed with wonderful gifts, so we have the essentials and more: clothes, diapers, strollers, wipes, etc... I know my life as I knew it will be completely and utterly different and that's ok. I'm ecstatic to add "mother" to another one of my labels.
I love you, Don.