The final countdown

In just over five hours, I'll be awake again. Kevin too. We'll be showering and preparing to head to the hospital to meet our baby. Yep, at 8 am we check in for a scheduled C-section to retrieve our supposedly very oversized boy.

At the specialist last week we found out that Mr. Baby Miller is measuring around 9lbs, 2oz. --give or take a 1/2 pound either way. Now, almost a week later, it's time to bring him on out of that warm belly he loves so much. After much thought and deliberation with Kevin and our doctors, we decided a C-section is the safest way to enter the world. It was a hard decision...but I think the right one. The doctors were concerned with shoulder dystocia because of his size--and although it was a somewhat slight risk of injury because of it, I couldn't sleep at night taking a chance with it. So, Section it is.

Pretty different this time around. No timing contractions, wondering when everything will happen. Nope. Just no food after midnight, be here in the morning, and expect a baby soon after. It's crazy! We had a low-key day and night hanging out with Riley, doing last minute this and that around the house and relaxing. The calm before the baby storm.

Next time I post, I'll be a mother of two. Can't wait to introduce our little man!