It is almost 5am. I think I slept less than 3 hours tonight. I will have a shower shortly and then wake up William.
Although I am no longer dreading today I am still not happy with the decision to have her today. I will always wonder if she would have arrived on her own time if we had waited another week. Probably not. Though it seems I can get pregnant easily enough it appears that my body has a big X on it when it comes to giving birth. Oh well.
I have to be at the hospital by 7 and my surgery is scheduled for 9.30. So in 5 hours I will have another daughter. Who I think we actually have a name for. One thing I was not at all prepared for was that my catheter will be inserted before I receive the epidural. Um, yikes. My friend tells me it is uncomfortable, but not painful. With my negative pain tolerance it is essentially one in the same. I have watched old ladies scream during the procedure and that's what will go through my head.
My friend Shelley called the hospital last night to find out who the NICU nurse scheduled for my surgery is. She says I have a very nice nurse, and she asked that they put down that I am her friend. Hey, I'll take anything I can get. It always helps to know people and to know that they will keep an extra eye on the baby should it be needed is a great thing. Of course, she should be fine. I would have loved to have had Shelley be the one who was there, but crappy timing...she's on holidays. Her cell phone bill will be mad, she's been calling everyday to find out what's going on.
Anyway, better shower! God, I'm nervous.