I just posted a note on Maren's blog that gives an update on my pregnancy progress...I'm dilated to 1cm and 50% effaced...exactly where I need to be 1 month before delivery (but, he can come early, of course! I don't want to deliver a 9 lb mini-Rob!).
I'm getting to the point of anticipation and excitement...even to go through labor...because I want this baby here! (I know that Maren understands completely...and she's probably thinking...Angie doesn't even know the 1/2 of it!) I want to hold him and love him and feed him and change his diapers and dress him in all of the cool clothes that people have been giving us and sing to him. And I want him to bond with his daddy, and yes, I want to get up in the middle of the night for mid-night feedings and changings. Am I crazy?
Well, I'm still glad that I almost have a month to go still, because there is still so much preparation that we need to take care of...a lot of the little stuff...like figuring out a name! Sorry to disappoint you all, but Peter Oliver-Oscar Patterson is only the back up name if we can't figure out what to really name him before he comes. So, if you want a little nephew you can call POOP, then just hope that we don't come up with something better.
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Rob, I don't know how you got so lucky to have Angie actually want to do all the crappy stuff. I hope I find someone that cool. Heh heh.
Henry
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