Well, the week we have long been waiting for has arrived!
Lord willing, Thursday at this time I will be holding our little Grand Finale externally rather than internally. He's a ball of energy at the moment, I think he knows I'm typing about him.
It was much easier for everyone tonight to say "goodbye" to Daddy- not for a whole week, but for three days. We'll get him home for 2 1/2 weeks as of Wednesday night!
The plan is that both Jake and my Mom will arrive Wed. night. Jake and I will sneak off to a big ol' Perkins breakfast at the crack of dawn and then off to the "Hospital to the South." Bella was induced as well- they just broke my water- and she was born at 1:18pm, so I have hopes of having him by mid-afternoon. My doctor is going to check us upon arrival and if we are at 3cm, will just break my water, but if not- the nasty pitocin will have to be started. Ya know? At this point I'm just excited the time is here. :)
Landon Jon Mason Dahl. There. I typed his little name. :)
Bella is still praying it's a sister. I guess it could be. She would just be wearing boy clothes for the rest of her infanthood. The Doctor did say "It looks like a boy" not that it IS a boy... She's holding out hope.
Noah announced at supper that he couldn't wait until we had the NEXT baby... as in #5. I laughed out loud. I don't think they "got it" when I said, "No, Mommy is giving Daddy a ten foot pole when this baby comes out." At least until necessary procedures are completed.
Ahhh... My hour-long nap is backfiring as I should be in bed, but am not sleepy. We are due to have thunderstorms tonight- Praise the Lord- as the temps have been in the mid eighties and very humid this weekend. You know you're in Wisconsin when you have summer weather on the weekend and a high of 45 expected by Wednesday. Fall is on it's way! :)
I will update you all Thursday if all goes as planned. :) Of course he COULD come on his own before then...
But don't hold your breath.