Happy B-Day

It's all really, really close now: 19th February 2010! That is the date that's been set for the birth of our little girl. Right now I'm filled with anxiety over what to expect, what will happen, and most of all: will we be ready!

L decided that a C-section is best and I agree whole-heartily Not that much will happen to me, but heck you never know. The image of us tearing down the freeway at 2am in the general direction of the hospital - and all of caffeine-free - did not sound fun!

So now we are bracing ourselves for the immanent arrival of Wombie. L's growing steadily and currently carries a little girl who weighs 2.2kg's! That can be compared to:

Yahoo answer:

My chihuahua boy is 10 weeks old and weighs 2.2kg . how big will he get ? is he too big ? ?

Best Answer - Chosen by Voters
most get to weigh in at 7-8 pounds he will not get that big

Good thing we're not having a chihuahua

They say you can also cook a 2.2kg turkey, but that recipe is probably not needed now.

Our clever Little girl is growing perfectly and passed her first test by lying between the lines plotting her growth (clever girl).

So now, it's just watch and wait until the 19th? I don't think so. There are rooms to paint, car seats to install (definitely not alone), clothes to wash and bottles to do whatever happens with bottles. In addition, someone has to pack a bag for herself and re daughter - but we won't tell her that now. We may just send her into early labour.

What I've learnt so far: I'm coming to grips with the idea that I'm going to be a father!

Hello again ...

So it's been a while because of ... well life. Holiday ended! Work began with a bang! New houses demanded attention!
I think over the last two weeks I have dreaded writing anything. Not because of having nothing to say or not wanting to, but because I didn't know how to.
We are weeks away - maybe 5, maybe 7 somewhere between there - from the birth of a new baby and the house if filled with excitement and anticipation, and a hint of fear (maybe more than a hint). The list of things to do is still pages long and it is unlikely we'll ever feel ready - both physically (beds, clothes, nappies, etc) and as parents. So I've decided to live with that (partly).
What has also been happening is:
1. Cot and changing table are now in the room with the pram. Clothes have been shoved into the cupboard and just to get the all-round feeling right, there are baby bottles in the kitchen.
2. L has a ball protruding from her stomach but (thankfully) is not yet getting up like a pregnant lady.
3. Birth plan has been decide on, now we just have to convince the doctor. We've compromised and decided to go for a crash course pre-natal class.
This is all good, because recently L found out that Wombie has decided to head south and start her decent towards light. Holding our breath that she holds hers for a few more weeks - I just don't like plans being messed with.
And all this to link up with where I began - life happens. The days go on and the much anticipated birth date draws closer and there is nothing we can do about it.
So hold on, babe, coz here we go!
What I've learnt so far: I can now count to 33 weeks and count down the weeks in days! How clever am I?