Back then, I wrote that I couldn't wait to have her out of my body. This time- I'm not quite as anxious, since getting him out of my body means having contractions, stretching, ripping, and painful recovery.
This time around is definitely not the same. I planned on getting started today organizing some of his stuff. So far I mulched the garden and played in the pool with Emma & Felix. Not the most productive thing I could have done. I'm about to get up off the couch and clean out our bedroom to make room for the little guy and some of his clothes, diapers, etc.
I also read that it was about this point in the pregnancy that we attended our labor & delivery class, and I had written that I was "calmer" now that I knew what to expect. HAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHA.

(this pix was taken prior to the epidural with Emma).
That's all I have to say this time around! Now that I TRULY KNOW what to expect, I'm dreading the day my water breaks or contractions start, because I know what is to come. PAIN. That about sums it up.
Sense any sarcasm? Well, perhaps. But that is what Felix has to deal with from me lately, so be glad you're not him! I'm up every few hours throughout the night with severe pain caused by my bladder waiting until it is filled to the max before it wakes me up, and then once woken, my mind starts racing with my big to-do list or worries so that I can't fall back asleep.
(changing her cow's diaper- complete with her 'changing table', endless supply of wipes, powder, and diapers).
Luckily, we already have the most perfect, sweetest little angel in our lives, and she helps to remind me to relax and focus on all the happiness this new little bundle of joy will bring to us so I can try and look past my fear of labor and focus on the good parts.