the old me (the one who was dead set on natural birth and cried bitterly for the last year about having to have a breech-baby csection) would spit in my face to know that i am practically giddy about my csection on friday. DD1 has been a monster for the last 2 weeks and handing her off to the grandparents while i check in to the hotel...err hospital sounds divine. (this sounds like my FFFC come early)
let's get this party started!