The final countdown

So this is my last post for a while. I know you will all miss me terribly, but I can't promise the same because I will be smelling my newborn's head and drowning in her cuteness. Don't cry for me Argentina, I will be back eventually, but I can't promise that my posts won't be baby centered or delirious. I think they will be mostly delirious. Just guessing here.

My anxiety about my surgery is building. I put up all my Christmas decorations except the tree because that would be silly. Who puts up a tree in November? Well I would if Dan the man had let me. That is just part of the insanity. I have cooked and frozen food. I have purchased all the Christmas presents and filled the stockings. I have done everything except paint my toenails. They are so dang far away right now I'd have to become a human pretzel to reach them, but I will get them done before the surgery. I can't be having surgery with jacked up toenails. What would the nurses think of me?

I also have to pack my hospital bag. I need little bottles of shampoo and such. That first shower after surgery is heaven I tell you! You feel like a human again. I also have to pack the makeup so I can at least look put together while I hold my barf bag. Me and spinals don't really get along. I have to make sure my camera is charged and ready. I wonder if my hospital has wi-fi? I think that would be glorious. Then I could upload pictures until everyone is sick of looking at my baby.

Sounds like a plan.

I just have to not go into labor or freak out for the next 5 days. I ordered my turkey dinner from a local store so I won't be cooking the day before. My Doctor says I need to relax. Yeah, I'll get right on that. So I am signing off for a bit. I'd appreciate all your prayers for my surgery and sanity this week. I tend to obsess. I know, I hide it well. I hope everyone's Thanksgiving and Christmas is lovely. I know mine will be.