I'm not as emotional as I thought I might be. I'm so incredibly grateful that Griffin is healthy and that he was sent home at 37 weeks. It's still hard thinking about all of the things I missed about 3rd-tri (even the crappy uncomfortableness - I'd give anything to have been able to keep Griffin in longer). Most of my "3rd-tri" was spent at the NICU during the day and the Ronald McDonald House at night, 4 hours away from my husband and dog. I'm jealous of my best friend who's due in two weeks and still pregnant. I'm jealous that she got a shower and I didn't (and I feel so petty for even thinking that but I can't help it).
Sorry for the rant, but I know a lot of you probably understand...
Hoping this one stays put a little longer
Re: Today is my due date.
I'm definitely going to struggle with the next couple of months -- the week leading up to their birthday, their actual birthday, all of the holidays spent in the NICU...all of it. And, the re-emergence of anxiety over flu season.