Labor and delivery tour at Corn.ell was weird. Nerve racking due to the million rules and requests. I think it was a little bit overwhelming for DH ... oh lets not go there. I got a bit pissed off with all the DH angst. By last night I was just about done with what 'DH needs'. I was worrying about the fact what he was worrying that he didn't want kids and here I was, tyring to persuade him he wanted kids whilst 6 months pregnant and it all got too much. We went to she Sh.rek and by the time we got home I had to go to the bedroom and cry. Big fat tears.
Woke up feeling fine. I'm over it today. So I guess it was hormones!
Yesterday I didn't change the baby diaper - waaaaaay too much poop - but I did feed one a bottle and oh man I loved every moment. I had lots of cuddles and just couldn't stop inhaling that baby smell. Cannot WAIT till mine get here. Don't care what anyone else feels, says or does, I get to be there with my kids. The kids that I waded through hell and back to get. The kids that are the gift I never thought I would ever get the chance to have. Kids. My kids. My little monkeys.
Big smiles today. Big fat smiles.