We head off to the hospital bright and early tomorrow morning. I still can’t believe it. It does not feel real AT ALL.
Hopefully I can get some sleep tonight, but I don’t know if that’s possible. Maybe finish watching Survivor?!
This evening Jackson joined me in bedrest for a bit, and I told him that tomorrow mommy and daddy are going to go to the hospital and then we’re going to bring home the baby.
“Well, I want to come, too!” he said. (So bummed he won’t be able to visit us in the hospital!)
Then a little bit later I said tomorrow is going to be such an exciting day because the baby is coming.
He started bouncing up and down saying, “I’m excited! I’m excited!” followed by “I’m laughing! I’m laughing!” as he panted like a dog.
