Man, it’s a crazy time.
We’re about as ready for the boy to arrive as we can be, I think. The bedroom is set up, the cosleeper is ready, we have bins full of diapers. His baby clothes have been laundered, his sleepers, his swaddlers, his wee towels. We’ve set aside cash for a cab in case Jen goes into labor before her parents arrive.
Jen’s now showing some possible signs of early labor. She’s seeing the OB again on Wednesday and we’ll know more about whether this is actually very early labor or just a false alarm. Either way, it’s time to get my head together.
What’s frustrating is, we can be ready, as ready as possible. But we still have to wait.