Tomorrows the day

Tomorrows the day when my pregnancy will end and our lives will start with our little boy. It is exciting and nerve wracking at the same time.

I have come to terms with not spontaneously going into labour by myself, although i am still nervous about getting my water broken and all that jazz. But one thing i am liking is that i won't be in labour all day. Dr Davis has stated that he won't let it go forever and that i will be holding my baby by Thursday afternoon.

I have been putting the final bits and pieces in my bag, as i don't want to be wondering around at 5am looking for things if i don't have too. I also rang the Hospital this morning and confirmed that i needed to be there at 6:30am and that i didn't have to do anything special before i arrived. I am glad that i am going in early and that Dr Davis will be there when i arrive as it means that i will get to meet my little boy sooner.

I have also been thinking alot about my Cat Hamish. I know it sounds silly but i am going to miss him while i am in Hospital as this will be the longest i have spent away from him. DH says that it is my hormones in over drive and i do tend to believe him. And it is worst as i will have to spend about 5 days in Hospital.