We just got back from dinner with birthmom. I wish I had been half as cool at 17 as she is. I have to imagine I’d be completely freaking out the night before I was scheduled to be induced into labor (and not just because I’m a dude). But on the surface at least, she is pretty collected. Just like throughout this entire process, she’s been very down-to-earth.
Is poise hereditary?
I also threw up a few pictures of the hotel room. They’re in the middle column of the blog (to the right). If you’re reading this in an RSS feeder, you can jump straight to the Flickr page.
At this very moment we are in our hotel in Virginia! Clay is currently snoozing in the next room. Can’t blame him as he did all the driving for the last couple of days. Our amazing hotel manager upgraded our studio to a 2 bedroom suite!! Awesome!!
Dinner tonight with the birthmom. We are going to take her out of the biggest, tastiest meal ever because she won’t be able to eat after they start her labor tomorrow.
Birthdad can’t come because he has to work, but he will be missed. Maybe we can drop off something tasty for his dinner break.
The clock is moving way too slowly!
Katy and Clay are back on the road this morning. They expect to be in Virginia by mid-afternoon. The said the roads were in great condition last night and they arrived safely to their hotel in Ohio. Hoping for good roads and good timing again today.
Car is loaded and all we are waiting on to leave is for my IPOD to sync so we have tunes for the road.
I just wanted to take a minute to tell you all how lucky I feel. I think I have the most loving family and group of friends on the planet. Thanks so much for sharing this adventure with us, for all your support, and for all your loving words. Libby is a lucky lady to get to share in all this. We love you all!
-Katy
We need to be in Virginia by Thursday night. We’re driving part of the way this evening and part tomorrow. The good news is the weather is going to be pretty friendly. It’s not going to be deathly cold and the skies are going to be relatively clear.
I was just going to be satisfied that we weren’t scrambling out of the house at 2am on a race through multiple states to try to get to the hospital before Libby was delivered. If you add nice weather into the mix, I feel like the stars are conspiring to make the hospital experience as smooth as possible.
I’m counting the days until I get to take on the world on my tiny, adorable fingers. There’s just not much extra room in here. I remember a few months ago when I had so much extra space. Those were the days.
Official due date is 12/23
Date being induced is 12/19
Look out world, she’s almost here.
I depend on my parents for food, shelter, and succor. They're great, but I wish I had a vote on whether or not we shared a roof with those mangy cats. I don't have any say in the matter, and those ridiculous four-legged beasts have more freedom to move about the house than I do. Until I learn to talk, this electric journal is my only means of voicing my distaste. You can't stop the signal!
- Libby Joss