I have mixed emotions about my due date only being 60 days away.
1) I am really excited to meet our little girl! I look at her latest ultrasound picture and I can't believe how beautiful she is. I'm anxious to [finally] be a mom and dress up my little girl in pretty dresses and show her off. I look forward to doing everything that comes with being a mom- even to changing diapers- though I know that will change after the first 500.
2) I am slightly finished being pregnant. Carrying a child is very exciting and I love feeling her move around and have the hiccups, I don't even mind the tap dancing on my bladder that makes me feel like I'm going to wet my pants and then when I find a bathroom I only pittle. What I'm done with is the morning sickness (since I'm one of the lucky ones who is going to have it all 9 months it seems) and the fainting spells. Throwing up and passing out at the same time is not a fun experience.
3) I would be a fool if I said I wasn't scared, even a little, about labor Though I have seen 8 babies be born in real life I know that that is not enough to call me "experienced" when it comes to labor. The little braxton hicks I have felt are nothing compared to real contractions. What makes it slightly more scary is that I'm choosing not to have an epidural.
It is not because of a religious issue or because I think it's harmful for the baby.. I'm just not interested. If my mom can go through labor 6 times without anything- surely I can too!
4) Paul and I still have so much to do before the baby gets here! We still have so much to paint and the house fully unpacked before she comes. I feel like we have no time to do everything since we both work, but we're going to have to make time.
Just a few things I've been thinking about- since we have [less] than 60 days before our daughter comes! Yippee!