Ready or not….

Holy freakin’ out here. 

We had our FINAL doctors appointment today.  Shrek and Donkey are very cramped and Jayna is very miserable.  We are scheduled to be induced on Thursday 9/2 at 5:00 in the morning.  Arrangements are made for Cinderella and the dogs and the bags are packed.   

We will officially be at 36 weeks and 4 days on Thursday.  Three weeks ago the babies were 6 lbs each.  I’m kind of scared to see how big they are now.  The way Jayna is devouring Ben and Jerry’s now I wouldn’t be surprised if they were 8 lbs each.  Last night she ate an entire pint.  We were laughing before the doctors appointment because we were certain she was going to have gained 5 lbs this week.  She lost two ounces.  The ultrasound was hard to discern much of anything except large blobs of baby and copious lung movement.  Apparently that’s super awesome. 

On a side note, If you’ve never purchased 5 pints of ice cream at 8:30 in the evening, I would highly suggest it.  The looks you get are worth every penny. It’s even funnier when you don’t bother to explain and they just kind of stare at you as you walk out the door.

As for me, well I starting to get that edgy, nervous twitch that all the men in my family are so famous for.  If I wasn’t sleeping before, it sure as hell hasn’t gotten any better.  I don’t have any delusions that it will any time soon.  Last time we delivered, I think Jayna can probably attest that I didn’t sit down the entire day.  I was pretty much a pacing fool for 14 hours while we waited for our little bundle of joy to arrive.  We are both hoping it doesn’t take 14 hours this time. 

This afternoon while we were at the doctors office, the doctor looked at me and said:

“Dude, you should probably go to the strip club tonight or something because those days are about to be O.V.E.R.”

Wow, that helped.  Hey Jayna, you know these last 9 months while you have been trying to soothe my nerves and assure me that everything will be ok.  Your comedian doctor was able to erase all that effort in one little sentence.  Now I’m freaking out and there’s no stopping it.

We’ll keep you all posted but the party begins Thursday morning.