Hi everyone! Tomorrow's the big day when we welcome our newest baby boy
into the family. The C-section is scheduled for 7:30 am (Eastern
time). If anyone's awake at that time, I would greatly appreciate your
prayers. This is my 4th and I'm a bit, OK a lot, nervous about it.
The last one wasn't all that much fun.
I'll try to get pictures and stats updated ASAP, but I don't know if the hospital has wifi and I don't have an iphone.
Ok, time to drive everyone crazy :) We have our C-section scheduled for the morning of the 20th. So, I only have 9 more days to go. Actually 8 1/2 since it's getting later now. Part of me is hugely relieved. Part of me is a it sad.
I can't wait to hold and snuggle and see this newest little one. I'm sure he looks just like his brothers. They're all clones of each other practically. I'm anxious to move past the adhesion pain. The hips, lower back, leg and sciatica pains have been driving me crazy lately. And don't get me started with the bathroom trips ;)
And the questions!!! "oh you must be having a girl" (as I go walking past with 3 boys). "no?, well maybe the next one." Are you going to have more? You're having another one (complete with look of horror)? You do know what causes that, right? You sure have your hands full! So annoying, makes me want to hide until I give birth.
A part of me will really miss all the bumps, kicks, hiccups and rolls he's doing in me now. I think this may be the last one (seriously this time), so I may never get to experience these feelings again. I'm going to miss that. I've even been able to feel something new with this one that I don't remember from the others. I think I've been able to feel him "breathing". When I'm really still and he's in a certain position, I can feel this fairly fast, rhythmical movement that really reminds me of breathing. I know he's practicing, but it's strange being able to feel it.
Either way, time marches on and there's nothing I can do to stop it even if I want to. We're pretty much ready for his arrival. I got the diapers and wipes the other day. The clothes are washed. The car seat, bouncy seats, swing and toys are all washed. I even washed the bottles and nipples, though I hope and pray I don't need them. I've started putting together a diaper bag for him and I guess now I need a list of what to bring to the hospital with me. Coverage for the boys is lined up and we pretty much have Christmas figured out. Everything is ordered or bought and should all be here this week. I think hubby is going to do the wrapping this year, or we'll use the huge supply of gift bags we have :) I just wish I could get rid of this sneaking suspicion that I've forgotten something...
Every since I started learning about Catholicism (~2007), I've always thought that God could be found best in the little things in life. A baby's smile, a flower, the right parking space ;) Well, you get the idea. Then I found the saints. Especially St. Therese de Lisieux. She's "all about" the little stuff. So much so, that I picked her to be my patron saint at Confirmation. Or maybe she picked me...
Today we went to a different parish for Mass, hubby had to be at work early so we needed an earlier Mass. So St. Therese de Lisieux church it was. Being that the snowbirds are returning from the north, the churches are getting rather full lately and finding a "good" (non-crowded) seat is getting more difficult. We ended up grabbing a more crowded pew than I would have liked and made the best of it.
Given that I'm 2 weeks (!!!!) away from my due date, temperature has been an issue lately. Too warm and I feel like I'm going to pass out. It was warm in the church today... But just when I started to get that I'm-going-to-pass-out feeling, on comes the air conditioning. Somehow I had ended up in the spot that the a/c blows on! It got me through the rest of Mass fairly comfortably.
It struck me while I was sitting there that it had to be divine providence that put me in that exact spot and the air conditioning to top it all off. So, the question becomes, was it God "showing off", or St. Therese "showering down blessings". Either way, thanksgiving was offered up for the wonderful blessing and it reminded me to notice the little things in life.