Well, the 15th is out for Adrian's arrival. Dr. B already has surgery that morning, and he only does one per day. So now I'm scheduled for the morning of January 16th. AT FIVE-THIRTY IN THE MORNING.

These surgeries are obviously not planned for people who have children. If I have to BE THERE at 5:30am, then that means we have to get Julian up in the middle of the night to take him over to Grandma Ida's. Which is going to make everyone miserable.

I think I'll just have Dan take me to the hospital and drop me off, then come back and feed Julian breakfast and take him to Grandma's house. That way he can get another hour or so of sleep. The C-section doesn't actually start until 7:30am...I guess it takes two hours to check in and prep? So as long as Dan gets there by 7:00am, I think we'll be OK.
Aaargh, stressful. What the hell? They can't do C-sections at a reasonable hour?

I am already stressed out about being in the hospital for four days. I have never been away from Julian for more than 6 hours, and have never spent the night away from him before. I don't want him to start out with his new baby brother thinking that a baby brother is something that makes Mama go away and abandon him. Of course I'll still see him every day, but ....ugh. I'm excited for a second baby, but I'm not ready to leave my first baby!

I'm sure Dan will do fine single-parenting for four days, it just stresses me out enormously thinking about this whole situation. At the same time, I'm not willing to rush home from the hospital or anything. I remember coming home one day early last time, and I was so sore and miserable. I really needed that extra day.

OK, relax, relax...