Then I had my regular OB appointment. No progress on having a baby - apparently my cervix is still high (but soft), so my doctor cheerfully informed me that I would not be having a baby in the next few days. Not a surprise, but she didn't have to look so happy about it. I did sign the consent forms for both the c-section and the tubal ligation. I still think I want to write "tubal ligation" in big letters on my abdomen, just so it doesn't accidentally get forgotten. I am so done with pregnancy. 2 high-risk pregnancies in 2 years has been plenty.
In Ethan news, he's definitely sensing that something is going on. He occasionally will stop playing and stare suspiciously at my abdomen. I keep trying to explain that there's a baby in there, and that she's going to come out soon and be his little sister, but he usually just loses interest and wanders off. Heck, the idea of another baby is still a little hard for me to believe, so I can't really expect him to get it! He also carries his favorite stuffed animals and his blanket and his paci everywhere. And sometimes his sippy cup and his dump truck. He's a tiny little guy, so it's getting pretty comical, watching him try to carry everything around.
We're having our carseat installation checked tomorrow at a local hospital- that's the last thing on the list that we HAD to do before New Baby's arrival. So we're pretty much ready!