Hook Hand Thug: Head down.
Flynn Rider: HEAD DOWN!
Hook Hand Thug: Arms In.
Flynn Rider: ARMS IN!
Hook Hand Thug: Knees apart.
Flynn Rider: KNEES APA – Knees Apart?
Little Happy’s head is down… “That boy has assumed the position!” I don’t know how anyone can tell that by looking at my stomach, but apparently Dr. Wolanski can. Feeling kind of crampy, but now that I think about it, it’s not as bad as regular period cramps, but it is a sign that my body’s getting ready to get this wagon train a-rollin’. Everyone says when it’s labor you will definitely know – so I’m not worried about that. Dr. Wolanski said he’s 95% sure this week will be uneventful and it’s safe to go back to Charlotte, so that’s what we did. Doc also said that if the worst should happen, you know, if my water does break – we have plenty of time. Just call him, tell him what’s happening and he’ll tell us what to do.
So, this week will be spent packing and cleaning and packing some more. I need to buy a car seat, probably from Craigslist for the time-being. I also need a solid name.
I want a really good name, like Thomas Andrew La or Wendy Michelle Johnson. I had so many excellent girl names. Oh boy, what am I going to do.
I think I also need to print and fill out one of those birth plans. How does that work? Does anyone in the hospital actually read/honor those? I spent a lot of time telling Tom my demands last night on the way home. It’s nice to have that dude in my corner 24/7. An example is, okay, there will be hundreds of thousands of photos taken of this kid throughout his lifetime… I want Daddy to take the very first one. I can’t think of other things on the birth plan. Drugs, yes. Water birth, no… although I really would like an excuse to get in the Jacuzzi in my MJH birth room. Keep the placenta, HELLLLLLLL NO.
I get updates from different baby websites in my inbox, today: “Especially for you this week on thebump.com: CRAZY Labor and Delivery Stories!” Really, thebump.com? Why the HELL would you think I want to read that right now?
Uncle Haley turned 22 on the 22nd. Dee Dee came and it was like, “Birthdays all around!” She brought me a birthday present and Mom a birthday present and Haley a birthday present and Baby a birthday present! She had some things off the registry including the first thing I registered for (back when I thought we were pregnant in Sept. 2011):
It makes me SO happy, and is going to look great in his room next to his orange lamp. It reminds me how devastated I was when my period came that time, and how elated we were to finally get that positive test a few months later. She bought a Finding Nemo sleeper that features Bruce and the other sharks, it really makes me want to name him Bruce. That thing is SO much cuter in person than online! It’s no longer in stock, and I feel like I want to find it in every size now.
I need to finish the changing table. It’s almost all sanded… and I need to paint it. I was always planning dark blue and lime green, even back when I was sure my baby was a girl. I never bought newborn cloth diapers. I think I’ll just have to use the disposables while we’re in VA and work out the cloth when we get back home.
I’m slowly, and I mean slowly getting excited about seeing his face. This surprise has been building for months and months… and is finally about to be revealed. You know that I’m crazy and have only been cautiously optimistic all this time. I start thinking about how “all this time” goes back to the Super Bowl. Tom and I were both in the bathroom and just cried and cried. Happy crying! Really, I thought something might be up when Dad, Lindsay, Haley and I went to Daytona for the Rolex 24.
We went over to WDW and took this picture at Animal Kingdom the day before the race. Look at my face. I’m thinking, “they don’t even KNOW!”
Yeah. Right now it’s a cartoon lion baby. Give it 9 months.
I’m not sure why Dad’s yawning.
That La Kid 
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