Last night I began getting nervous about having this baby. It hit me that I will be a mother of THREE. Yes, I've known it the whole time, but it's really beginning to sink in now. I guess because it's getting so close.
The more contractions I have, the more I remember the pain of going into labor and I have this underlying fear that I won't make it to the hospital in enough time to get an epidural and I just can't imagine that much pain. Surely I'll make it in time. Surely I'll know it's coming. Surely this little guy will hold off long enough for me to get some pain meds. I can hope for that, right?
I want to be a great mother and I want this time to be so very special and much different than the last 2 deliveries and hospital stays. I'm going to try not to be nervous.
4 weeks...