There is nothing like the smell of Dreft. I washed all the blankets and diapers and tiny baby clothes and then stuck my nose in the piles again and again, hoping that lovely scent would induce labor. I’m kidding about that part…as much as I am done with being uncomfortable, I know how important it is to have a fully cooked baby.
I have a pile started for my bag to the hospital but it’s been four years and I feel like I am forgetting things. I am still nervous after five births. Maybe it’s because I have a new doctor now, or have a longer drive to the hospital, or just know what to expect so know that nerves are going to be part of it. I hope and pray it all goes smoothly and there are no glitches. This is my last time to experience it-the excitement of the labor pains beginning, the overwhelming pain, and then the joy of meeting our new baby and I want to savor every minute.