Leap Frogs and Tears

Well, it looks like we'll have ourselves a little leap frog baby.  Tonight we scheduled a c-section for tomorrow, February 29, 2012 at 1:00 PM.  This happens to be Leap Day, which we think is hilarious.  It also happens to be a Wednesday, and the saying is that a Wednesday's child is full of woe.  This is about right.  It turns out that both J and I were born on a Wednesday, so it's only fitting that Genevieve is as well.  It's a trifecta of Wednesday's children!  I'm positive she's ready for the world outside of the womb.  At this very moment it seems she is trying to break out of my uterus!  She's been quite active ever since dinner (maybe it was the spicy barbecue sauce of Honey Bear's). 

To say we are excited would be an understatement.  I think J is more excited than I am simply because he's not the one that has to have surgery.  He's very sympathetic, and I know for sure that he will be incredibly supportive of me during and afterward.  I don't know how people go through something like this without the love and support of someone else.  I am blessed beyond measure.  Right now I am trying to focus on the birth of my daughter rather than the surgery aspect of it.  I still get teary about it all, but I'm just going to blame the hormones surging through my body.

I can't wait to hear her first cry.  I can't wait to see who she looks more like.  I can't wait to hold her in my arms, and more than that I can't wait to see her daddy hold her for the first time.  I'm going to be a teary mess (hence half of the blog title).  The camera battery is charging up in preparation for tomorrow.  I'll be sure to post pictures as soon as possible, and you can all chime in on who you think Genevieve looks the most like.  I wonder if she'll have hair or if she'll be as bald as I was.  I wonder how much she'll weigh.  My original guess was less than 8 pounds, but now I'm rethinking that idea.

I am thinking I should get to bed and finish things in the morning.  This will be my last night of real sleep for a loooooong time.  Besides, I have to get up and eat a good breakfast before the cut off time, which means eating around 4 AM when I feed the cat.  Oh, and we broke the news to Pawncho tonight that we won't be home for awhile, and when we do come home, he's not going to like the new house guest.  I'm thinking of having Jeremy drive home one day with something that has the baby's scent on it.  I doubt it will do any good, but who knows?

Tomorrow, I will have my daughter in my arms, and not much else is going to matter to me.  I will worry about the cat being all alone, but I have good people stopping by to feed and water him.  I can't wait to see how he reacts to Genevieve!