As long as the scheduled C-section went as planned, at 9:45, I've got a new niece or nephew. The suspense is KILLING me (not really, but I'm soooooo impatient to hear). I'm just emailed hubs at work, asking him to call his dad, to hear if they know. It's my hubs' sister, who is having the baby. The baby whose sex remains a mystery. The baby who we found out about at Christmas, when grandma opened a present that asked whether there would be room for one more kid next Christmas. The baby who we've watched in her blossoming belly for 8 months.
Oh, I just can't handle it! I want to go to the hospital now, now, now! But I want to wait, so I can go with loads of gifts. Gifts that are either girl gifts or boy gifts. So that means waiting, waiting, waiting. I doubt that she's even out of the o.r. yet, but I want to know!
I just hold on to the fact that in a few short hours, I'm going to be cuddling a sweet, sweet baby. The joy is overwhelming.
10 minutes later -
BOY!!! BOY!!! BOY!!!!! (Okay, just one boy, but now they have THREE boys. Age 3 years and 11 months, 21 months, and newborn!). 9 lbs. 2 oz. 21 in. No name yet.
Leaving for Babies R Us now, then off to the hospital.