Yesterday at work, someone asked the obligatory question, "Are you ready?" I thought about it. Up until recently, the answer has been, "Not at all!" But yesterday I thought for a moment and realized that if Samuel were to get here tomorrow...we'd be okay.
I still have some things left. I did a little work in the nursery today. I still have some clothes to wash, and I still need a rocking chair and a bookshelf for the nursery. I'd like to have a pack n' play for added convenience, but overall...we have everything we need. We could use some more bottles, but I will be EBF for the first 2 weeks.
As for setup, we still need to get the baby monitor ready, and move the cradle into our bedroom (it's in the nursery at the moment). I thought we had a good system for the changing table, but we'll probably have to do some organizing as soon as we get a routine down. That's just one of those things you have to wait and see on.
I also still need to pack my bag for the hospital, but I'm going to work on that tomorrow. It's going to involve a shopping trip, which means getting dressed and leaving the house, which just isn't on the agenda for today.
We've installed the carseat, the bedding is in the crib, I get hit with a bag of diapers every time I open the closet door, I've run out of room for clothes at this point, and we have blankets and burp cloths out the wazoo.
So the answer to "Are you ready?" Has upgraded to, "Well...yes!" I can't believe he's almost here!