It Meant So Much
We are due to have our baby May 3. I told my husband I can't figure out what to pack for him. The hospital is an hour and a half away. I've been fretting over not having everything we all need for ourselves and the baby. Especially because we just found out he's measuring a lot larger than we thought. I feel like I can't wrap my mind around everything we could need to be so far from home.
My husband looked at me and said, "honey, we will be in the city. If there is something you need or something he needs, I will go to the store and buy it. I can go to Carters and buy another baby outfit if the one you packed doesn't work. And I will pack my own bag. Don't you worry about me."
I'm so used to being prepared. Being in the middle of nowhere. Being money conscious. There was something about his comforting, "I'm gonna take care of you in the hospital. Don't worry because you both will have what you need. If you forget something, nobody is gonna be upset."
He's not gonna be at work for two weeks starting at the birth. I can't even fathom having that kind of help this time around. Being able to bond with this baby. Last time he was in school and working nights. It's been hard for me to remember he is gonna be with us and wants to help. And my type A super planner really needed that reassurance. I means so much.
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