I took one day off prior to baby S's arrival. I wanted to spend the day with W and didn't want the added pressure of everyone at work talking about delivery day. I know they mean well, but I just wanted a day where I didn't have to answer questions or hear comments.
I was so pregnant, I knew I wasn't up to taking W to our usual day off destinations - library, mall play place, etc. I decided the two of us would pick up Starbucks and head over to my mom's house. And we did just that.
W always loves seeing the cats and my mom was recently given several toys that belonged to her neighbor's grandson. I knew W would have a blast and I would be able to take it somewhat easy. A win, win.
It was a great plan. W had so much fun. My mom made me sit in her armchair and relax. :) And I was even able to run a few last minute errands while W played - a trip to the bank, a stop at W's preschool to drop off a check, a Target run, and finally a stop at the local Chinese restaurant for lunch.
The only downside - I didn't pack enough diapers for W. Oops. In my defense he pooped 3 times that day - sorry, tmi.
We eventually headed home. I gave W my phone to play with in the car because I didn't want him to fall asleep. He needed a diaper change and any time he falls asleep and wakes up after only a few minutes, it's impossible to get him back to sleep. I jokingly told him not to call anyone. While we were at a stoplight, I looked back and realized he was in fact calling someone. Oops. I grabbed the phone and realized he had called A. I couldn't help laughing - I NEVER call A; I always text instead. I knew A would think the phone call meant my water broke. And he thought exactly that, calling me back immediately. Unfortunately he had been in a meeting, but I hear his coworkers got a kick out of the false alarm.
Despite my plan, I couldn't get W down for a nap. For the most part, he was still a good boy.
We ordered pizza for dinner and I packed a few more items.
It was the perfect, low-key day. Just what I wanted.
That night, I got really emotional. Our little family of 3 was great and I knew everything was about to change. It was a change for the better and I was excited to meet S, but I also knew things would never be the same and it made me a little sad. The feelings are difficult to explain. As A was playing with W, I made my way upstairs and burst into tears. The nerves of the following day were getting to me and I was just overwhelmed by my thoughts and fears.
I felt much better afterwards and was so thankful to spend the day with W. Excluding the emotional/hormonal breakdown, it was the perfect day.