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My alarm was set for 6, but I'm up and can't go back to sleep. Actually I slept well considering.

Yesterday was tough, emotional. Riley knows something big is coming, and although he's so excited he can't hardly stand it, he's confused too. So, the two of us were a rough combination. Eric was working, so of course my mom came to the rescue once again. The boys spent the night with my parents last night and Eric and I were able to go out to dinner and relax. It was much needed time alone with him and is probably why I was able to come home and sleep as well as I did.

We're all packed. Everything is crossed off all the check lists. I'm a little nervous, no one really looks forward to needles, incisions, staples, catheters. It'll be nice to be on the other side of this, the Duramorph (best drug ever invented) side of it. And, there's always the anxiety in the back of your mind about the baby. It'll be nice to be to be on the other side of this, the side where you've counted all the fingers and toes and are holding a peacefully sleeping baby.

We're supposed to be at the hospital in less the two hours. I better get to the shower now. Here we go...