39 Weeks... and one day
The day after Thanksgiving, November 25, will go down in history as one of my very favorite days on this earth. After fighting a night of sleep, tossing and turning every few minutes, BJ and I sprang out of bed about 6am. We both took a great shower. I dried and actually got to do my hair, put on some makeup and then before we knew it we were out the door at 7:15am headed to the hospital! Of course we would, but we got in a little tiff about the hat that BJ was wearing... he has a John Deere hat that I absolutely despise and I just really didn't want it in pictures, so I asked him to change it. He did, but of course we had a little argument instead of a seamless morning.... but everyone has those moments, right?! Anyways, we pull into the hospital (front row parking - woot!) and head straight to Labor & Delivery where we basically felt like we were signing our life away, but nevertheless, got everything checked out and set up to be admitted for surgery. The biggest differe