S Club Mama

I was just laying down with Squirt last night on the couch and Moose comes up and lays on my lap, too. It was such a sweet moment - I had to have Big A search for the camera to capture it. The best part? Moose fell asleep there (at 8pm!). Just made me feel like the most loved mama. Answer to yesterday's trivia pictures: Moose is in the pink bowl and Squirt is in the bottom bowl (and I noticed after I loaded them that the bottom picture has the date on it - darn it). When Moose was born, Big A had that long, gorgeous curly blond hair (that Moose has now). He cut it in about September 2007 and has kept it either shaggy or short since then. I kind of miss those curls - he had them when I initially fell in love with him and when we got married.

Ok, I think I'm more a fan of going into labor on my own than this inducement process - and I haven't even begun (a few more hours...). Oh my goodness! It's taking F.O.R.E.V.E.R. Since this morning at 6:30am (when Big A went into Moose's room to get TP and woke him up accidentally), I've been awake....waiting to say bye to my little boy....leaving him in (capable) hands that aren't mine....waiting to get my cervix checked (which I HATE)....and my last meal as a mommy of one....and then the labor pains. I have only in the late hours of last night been thinking of the pain. That horrible, horrible pain. The back labor. The head crowning. IVs (I HATE IVs). Epidural (maybe). So many things to be terrified of. And yet, if I look at it with perspective, those are but moments in the grand scheme of things. Moments to get to the best part. Seeing that little scrunched up face. Hearing those first beautiful cries. Bonding over nursing and cuddling. Those little fingers w...