Wednesday, October 21, 2015
Hospital Bag - CHECK
One more thing was crossed off of the to do list this past weekend. My hospital bag was packed for December. I had to laugh after the whole five minutes it took for me to stuff the suitcase and zip it up.
Twelve years ago, I packed my first hospital bag, with the impending arrival of Little Diva in December. I made a list, checked it one, two, three, (more!) times. I packed cute matching pajamas and comfy socks, I shaved my legs at the hospital, and I remember that I packed tall, black high-heeled boots to wear home with blue jeans and a blouse. I wore full makeup every day at the hospital and I even packed my hot rollers. I remember sitting with the newborn near my bed, while I rolled my hair in rollers eight hours after she was born. The nurse walked in and asked what I was doing and I told her this was my morning routine. She must have thought, "Man, is this girl's life going to change". And it did.
On to my third child and a lifestyle change in every which way, I am more comfortable in my skin and more comfortable being ... well, comfortable. This time, I packed a hairbrush, some elastic hairbands, toothbrush and toothpaste, deodorant, two pairs of sweatpants, some race shirts, a pair of leggings and some new nursing bras, the baby book. I made a short list of things to throw in in a pinch: the camera, chargers, the car seat and yes - my makeup bag for a little touch up.
It literally took me five minutes to throw everything in.
I'm less concerned this time about how I will appear to visitors. How I will look in pictures. I just want to be comfortable and content and enjoy those precious moments. All that matters is that when that little girl looks into my eyes; that she bonds with her mommy, recognizes my voice and feels safe and comfortable in my arms.