Sunday, January 10, 2016

Birth plan, Hospital Bag, Gas Station

Preparation for your second child is different.  Not that I care less about the preparation, but I care differently- ya know, in a more mature, confident way.  (Yeah, let’s go with confident. It sounds better than lazy.)

Firstly, I have been working on my birth plan.  Which, by the way, I had completed by week 20 with the first pregnancy.  Now I’m at week 37 and just finished it.  Once, I had my initial thoughts down I brought it to Cory to discuss it with him.  With Chase’s pregnancy, I had many wishes for my labor and birth, including: low lighting, music playing, taking a warm bath, etc.  This time around Cory laughed at me when all it said under “my relaxation preferences” was, “TV on.”  But it’s true.  I wouldn’t mind watching something other than PAW Patrol or Teen Titans Go for a day or two in the rare few moments when the only child I am in responsible for is the one that is still inside my uterus.     
I have also had the thought of bringing my laptop to the hospital to, ya know, shop on Amazon Prime or to work on my taxes in-between contractions.  That wouldn’t be odd would it?  I’m sure other people do that, especially if you are birthing a nugget out of your lady parts right in the middle of prime tax season. 

Secondly, my hospital bag looks a little different this time around.  With my first pregnancy, I packed lots of clothes, diapers, wipes, make-up, etc.  This time around my hospital bag has been renamed, “My Hospital Snack Bag” which is filled with ho-hos and granola bars (and beef jerky for Cory).  Make-up is nowhere to be found.  It has been replaced with a bag full of quarters for the vending machines.  I wonder where my 50 pound weight gain during this pregnancy has come from?  It will always remain a mystery.

Lastly, in my last few weeks when I was pregnant with Chase I felt I was ready to give birth on any day and would have welcomed it at anytime.  This time around I always have thoughts of, “Well, maybe he shouldn’t be born on Monday because I have a meeting that night, and Friday morning wouldn’t be ideal because Chase has a dentist appointment that would be challenging to reschedule.”  Not that I’m not excited to give birth at any moment, I just want to know when so I have time to clean up the house a bit first, get in a quick nap and make sure Chase has recently had “hygiene night” so he’s not the smelly kid at Grandma and Grandpa’s for a day or two.  Totally legit thoughts right?

Any who, we are beyond thrilled to be welcoming a new little nugget into this family any day now and when he chooses (Wow, that is hard for the over-compulsive, planner in me to say).  Chase even had us bring a swaddle blanket to our doctor’s appointment last Friday.  You know, in case the baby was born then because he “would be so cold” without it.  It also melted my heart when Chase kissed my belly and said, “I hope you are healthy baby” right before I walked out the door to the appointment.    

On a side note: Yesterday, we celebrated our last family Christmas.  Before we left town (you know, to venture out on our 30 minute drive there) we stopped at the gas station to “pick out a little snack” for the car ride.  As the gas station attendant was ringing up our little snacks he asked, “So, are you guys stocking up for a long car trip?”  Cory’s face turned a little red when he responded, “Nope, we are just heading out for a 30 minute drive,” as he grabbed our two grocery bags plump full of treats and walked out the revolving door.


Happy Chilly Sunday.  (Oh chili, that sounds delicious.) 

So, this is our last family picture (on my side) before the baby comes.  I just want to apologize in advance to the baby for bringing you into this crazy family- clown noses and all. :)    

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