Having a baby means a lot of preparation work. Getting the room ready. Making sure you have diapers and high chair and a place to sleep. I am a prepper and a planner by nature so something like a new baby kicks that into high gear.
The part I am struggling with the most this time around is the idea of being away from the girls for those three or four nights. They are almost never away from me and they have only slept away from us a couple of times in almost five years. They will be staying with my Mom and I know they will have a blast. That being said I feel this obsession to pack everything but the kitchen sink for them.
I think it stems from the idea that on the day I go to the hospital everything changes. This is my feeble attempt to exert control over something which I have no control. I get that things will change. I am okay with that (in theory). I just don't tend to handle change all that well. I like things MY WAY so having to do things different is tough for me.
I guess this is a nice change compared to before I had the girls. Back then I was stressing over what kind of Mom would I be. COuld I handle the sleepless nights. Did I have what it took. All of those worries are long gone. Now it's just a matter of how well can I make the adjustment to a third child. I guess we'll see soon enough. :D