The nursery is ready! The swing is set up! He has diapers and clothes and bottles and lots of milk in the fridge already!
I'm a little nervous and maybe slightly freaked out. The past eight weeks, it's been like we've bought a time-share baby that we could visit and feed and snuggle, but ultimately someone else was in charge of him. Now it's going to be all us, and I can list about fifty reasons why that's a bad, bad idea. I mean, have the people in charge of babies met me?
It's the usual moment of panic at leaving the hospital with a baby, only I get to do it almost two months after the usual time. I'm sure I'll feel better once we've kept him alive, clean, and happy for a few days.
