today marks my due date. or does it?
since the 20th week of our pregnancy, we've been balancing between 2 different due dates. one being today. the other being sunday, may 10th...mother's day. so while there's no kiddo here right now, i mean...there's only so much longer before there will be. while i'm impatient, it's not like there's months and months to go. we're talking days here.
and that's just scary.
while i feel like we have all of the material things we need, and i know that we will be able to keep this child alive once he's home from the hospital...we will soon be in charge of a human being for the next 18 years. and that's as much intimidating as it is amazing.
i really want him here. now. tonight my dad asked me if i was scared or nervous, and i just said "it's going to hurt like heeeell." i'm currently more afraid of the actual hospital stay than i am of the pain of labor...seriously. i really, really, really hate hospitals and have been known to get physically sick just visiting a relative for a few minutes. and don't get me started on needles and iv's. yikes.
40 weeks. what's a few more days?