Almost There!

So today I officially scheduled a c-section for April 6th. Hello!! It's crazy to think that Chris and I will officially be parents in less than two weeks....and of TWO girls. Yes, I know...this should be a well established fact, but I still don't think it's sunk in. Chris and I still look at each other occasionally and go, "I can't believe we're having two of them." Heck, they'll be 18 years old and I'll still be saying, "I can't believe there are two of them."

On the up side, I think we both feel relatively prepared. Not for being parents of course...ha...we're not kidding ourselves there, but in other respects we feel as though we can't do a whole lot more. There are only a handful of things left on our list to buy beforehand, but for the most part, their room is ready and waiting, and the freezer is packed to the hilt with frozen dinners.

I suppose I should give a quick shout out to my mom who has been a huge help with the whole prepping process. She's devoted hours...more like days to helping me get my rear in gear and get things in order. Every time we get together I feel as though I need three days to recover from all the work we get done. :) So, thanks Ma!

I was almost positive I'd told everyone in the world what names we had decided on for the girls, but people are still asking so here you go: Lucy Alicia Witham and Eloise Elise Witham.

Well, I guess...here goes nothing!!! Wish us luck!

Going Nuts

I have reached that point in pregnancy where you can't stand having a baby(ies) in you for one more second, but at the same time you most definitely are not ready to have him, her, or them on the outside. Because, let's face it...who's ever totally ready to be a parent? Not I. All day long I hear two voices inside my head screaming back and forth "GET OUT!!" and "DON'T EVEN THINK ABOUT IT!!" It's rather exhausting actually.

Recently my doctor informed me that I should 'pencil in' April 6th as the big day. Apparently he doesn't want to wait any longer than that and, frankly, neither do I. So, the latest word is April 6th or earlier. It is somewhat strange...living the life of a ticking time bomb. This week is my 34 week mark, and according to the doctor, I can now breathe easy that the girls (if born anytime soon) will be nice and healthy. Anyone have a trampoline?

With all of this information floating around in my mind on a daily basis, I can no longer afford to sit around and take it easy. I have to occupy my time or I will (without a doubt) go insane. And so, I have created a list of things that must be done. This list ranges from making sure that my toe nails are painted to making sure that there are enough frozen dinners to last the next 18 years of my life in the freezer. Hopefully I can keep myself busy enough not to notice every minute of every 24 hour day that passes between now and the end of life as I currently know it.

So, as I embark on these last few weeks crammed full of birthing classes, hospital tours, doctor appointments, and getting myself ready to instantaneously become the mother of two...I am hoping for the best. Wish me luck!

Oh, by the way, if anyone happens to have a stockpile of good frozen dinner recipes, please send them my way. I'm sure Chris will greatly appreciate it in the months to come!