Relief

So I learned that the more kids you have the more false labor you have.  I read that in a book, and my midwife confirmed it with me last week.  A week ago I was having labor pains.  I get freaked out about labor pains because last time I didn't freak out and almost delivered Elliott in the car.  Seriously, if our hospital wasn't one exit down from our house, the Camry would never be the same.  But all is well, the midwife checked me on Wednesday and discovered nothing..praise God.  With the last two pregnancies I had longed for delivery day..it could not come soon enough.  With Callie, I was a big blimp and retained so much water from eating too much crappy food, so I was miserable and hot and impatient.  I cried every night that last week, but I went into labor on her due date and had her the next day.  I didn't have the swelling and pains of pregnancy with Elliott, but I was VERY anxious to the point of despair for her to come out so my dying mother-in-law could see her.  She came 3 days after my due date, and Angie did get to see and hold her :)  And I thought I wanted an early arrival for this baby, I mean, who wouldn't want to meet the baby they have been waiting on for months a little early (as long as baby's healthy of course)? But, after that false labor and the idea that he could come sooner than planned...i freaked out.  I do have things ready.  I have all his bedding and clothes washed.  I have a series of 2 week meals planned out w/the appropriate shopping lists.  I have instructions printed out for whoever will watch the girls while I'm delivering.  I even have an armful of casseroles and easy breakfast foods sitting nicely in the deep freeze.  We are ready...but I think I still want a little more time with just me and the girls.  I know when baby boy comes, I'll wonder how in the world did we get along with out him, but the immediate transition to 3 will bring small changes to our daily routine.  First off, I'll be tired and not as fun.  I probably won't be giving the girls their baths for awhile or painting their nails whenever they ask (we're painting them tomorrow!), or doing fun crafts, or getting in the pool without daddy, or cooking meals together.....I wish I could take advantage of every moment, and I'm going to try these next weeks to dote on my girls, because tired mommy is coming soon and tired mommy is a no fun mommy.