Tomorrow, again

Well, I go back to the OB one final time tomorrow morning. I know for a fact Lia has NOT turned. I know exactly where her head is and nope - it has not moved. Last week, I didn't get the answers I wanted. Yes, I have to fast. No, I may not eat afterwards. No, Gram cannot come into the OR. And no, Daddy cannot cut the cord. Worth a shot, right? My .2 pounds was enough to overshadow all of that, though!

This week, my questions are a little bit different. 1.) What time do I have to be where on Friday? Let's do this thing. 2.) What do I have to do to get out of there ASAP? I heard 48 hours. I want 48 hours. I want to be home for lunch on Sunday. 3.) How long do I have to wait before I can wear my baby in a sling?

That's all. Straightforward and simple. I realized today that having all of this time to dwell on the c-section and to prepare for it is probably what's making me so crazy (and irrational). Had they just said, "WHOA! Time to go!" and wheeled me through the doors, I wouldn't have had time to cry, complain, research, blog, and whine. It would have just been a done deal. I can't decide which way is better. Frantic and unaware? Or trying to do EVERY last little thing before we go in?

I decided today that Lia needs a birthday cake. Why?? She can't eat it. I can't eat it. But. That doesn't matter. We're going strawberry picking with our friends on Thursday and I MUST make a fresh strawberry birthday cake for my baby girl for her big day. Maybe I want the nurses to love me? Do I want Daniel to be able to sing "Happy Birthday" to his baby sister? I have no idea, I just know that she must have this cake. Who knows. Maybe I'll understand the why of it later. For now, I'm calling it "the universe of irrationality." For now, it's hormonal and stupid, but it absolutely must be.

At any rate, tomorrow will come again and we'll see the doc one last time before Lia's birth day. Perhaps there's something I haven't thought of, but at this point, I seriously doubt it.

One final note - we went to the beach yesterday. Here's a pic. I love my pregnant belly. I'm sure going to miss it.