Getting ready

So I finally got my hospital bag packed last night; well all except the last minute items, like the camera and nook and stuff.  My mom will be here Monday or Tuesday to help me prepare this last week before I have the c-section.  Just under two weeks and I will have a little baby girl in my arms.  I am excited and quite frankly, ready for her to be here now rather than just waiting for wither the c-section, active labor or my water to break.  It is frustrating as this happened with my son as well, I was on bed rest for months and then around 35 weeks, everything stopped.  To deal with the stress and anxiety of trying to keep your unborn child healthy as you decide what you can and cannot physically do and then to finally be ready to have the said baby and have to wait is stressful.  Or maybe that just me, as I seem to always find the stress in every situation.  I know she will come when the time is right, I am just huge and uncomfortable and ready to have certain parts of my body back to myself.   See how selfish I can be. J I only take comfort in knowing most women feel this way towards the end of their pregnancy. 

I fear this may be my last pregnancy as every pregnancy has been a big deal and high risk, making it more difficult and dangerous for both me and the baby.  Of course if we feel we are not done, the sacrifice is well worth the blessing in the end, but this entire pregnancy I have been feeling like two is our number, which to be honest is a little disappointing as I always thought 3-5 kids would be more in our range.  Which still might happen as I would still love to adopt.  It was something Josh and I discussed when we were first married, then again when we were told we could not conceive and I feel like it is still something I would very much like to do even though we have been blessed with fertility.