Had an appointment with my OB this morning (my last with her...one more in two weeks with the OB who'll deliver the Schnegglet. And may I just say, holy £*รง)/! Only one more appointment?!?!?)
In any case, she casually informed us that the Schnegglet currently weighs about 6 lbs 7 oz. At which point G started not so quietly freaking out. Went something like this...
"6 lbs 7 oz?!? We have to get him out now! He's gonna weigh 10 pounds!"
As we were having our breakfast after the appointment this morning he more calmly informed me that he's "starting to get nervous" about the birth. (He's much more concerned than I am. To be fair, he's still traumatized by Dylan's birth. It had to be pretty freaking scary for him to walk into the operating room to see me surrounded by 5 people all pushing/pulling to get Dylan out. I really pity men who just have to stand there and can't do anything to help make giving birth easier for their wives...to be perfectly honest, I'd rather be the one actually giving birth any day...)
In any case, we're approaching the finishing line. And we're almost ready, I think. We've got all his furniture now and I've pulled the boxes with the appropriate clothing up from the basement. The room just needs a little (lot) of personality in the form of some kind of decoration/color/pep. And I guess I'll need to pack my bag and start prepping Dylan for the prospect of mommy going to stay in the hospital.
Wow...all our lives are going to change drastically in a very short time. I hope we're ready for all 10 pounds of change coming our way. ;)
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